Song | Salvage The Structure |
Artist | My Bitter End |
Album | The Renovation |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Guida, My Bitter End, Ranne | |
Salvage what's left, start from the ground up. Make room again. To start from the ground up. | |
I can't build a dream over and over. It's horribly bold. | |
Salvaging structures in hope returning. In turn we must change everything. Eyes of fire. | |
Sending word over the surface. Eyes of liars. Tearing their wings at the surface. I can see what went | |
On when they fold. It's a spawned liberation, swarming like low effort blows. | |
So it's too late too cold. Stop the storm. And suffer yields. Season went down. | |
It's a dead end life list. We will prevail, and start from the ground up. We will prevail, and start from the ground up. | |
Find someway. We built the way out. Spawning time, the dawn of life. | |
Love reset too. So we draw this out. I doubt i see. A city crumbling. | |
Tear apart and within time, rebuild life, gather life. So we can |
zuo qu : Guida, My Bitter End, Ranne | |
Salvage what' s left, start from the ground up. Make room again. To start from the ground up. | |
I can' t build a dream over and over. It' s horribly bold. | |
Salvaging structures in hope returning. In turn we must change everything. Eyes of fire. | |
Sending word over the surface. Eyes of liars. Tearing their wings at the surface. I can see what went | |
On when they fold. It' s a spawned liberation, swarming like low effort blows. | |
So it' s too late too cold. Stop the storm. And suffer yields. Season went down. | |
It' s a dead end life list. We will prevail, and start from the ground up. We will prevail, and start from the ground up. | |
Find someway. We built the way out. Spawning time, the dawn of life. | |
Love reset too. So we draw this out. I doubt i see. A city crumbling. | |
Tear apart and within time, rebuild life, gather life. So we can |
zuò qǔ : Guida, My Bitter End, Ranne | |
Salvage what' s left, start from the ground up. Make room again. To start from the ground up. | |
I can' t build a dream over and over. It' s horribly bold. | |
Salvaging structures in hope returning. In turn we must change everything. Eyes of fire. | |
Sending word over the surface. Eyes of liars. Tearing their wings at the surface. I can see what went | |
On when they fold. It' s a spawned liberation, swarming like low effort blows. | |
So it' s too late too cold. Stop the storm. And suffer yields. Season went down. | |
It' s a dead end life list. We will prevail, and start from the ground up. We will prevail, and start from the ground up. | |
Find someway. We built the way out. Spawning time, the dawn of life. | |
Love reset too. So we draw this out. I doubt i see. A city crumbling. | |
Tear apart and within time, rebuild life, gather life. So we can |