Song | The Suburbs Breed Showmen |
Artist | My Bitter End |
Album | The Renovation |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Guida, My Bitter End, Ranne | |
Before the blackened walls, this picket white protection serves as a constant curtain to the things a child sees. | |
And blaming innocence, for what you've gone through, and in this day, you built a wall. | |
It's 12 o'clock and she hasn't returned. What have you done with my daughter? | |
She's not been herself in some days, for her lack of of appearance I'd live to regret. | |
She's dead. Push forward with plans of this escape. Walls, walls, walls, weak and weathered. | |
Weak and weathered. I remember when the lights went out; I remember when the lights when out. | |
You had 3 days, look what you've done. Now all the loveless will encircle. Pray that she is alright, in this time it seems for them. | |
All will. Now I know, now I know not to go. Now, I know. Now she tries to sleep. | |
She tries to pet her hands on something left, how could they believe you? | |
And as the walls come into her, she will. | |
And as the walls become to her, as the walls cave in, and the walls became to her no more. | |
Don't speak of a sunset she will never see the ****ing light again. | |
And if the sunsets she will never see the light of day again. | |
Don't speak of sunsets she will never see the light again sleep tight and know your neighbors well. |
zuo qu : Guida, My Bitter End, Ranne | |
Before the blackened walls, this picket white protection serves as a constant curtain to the things a child sees. | |
And blaming innocence, for what you' ve gone through, and in this day, you built a wall. | |
It' s 12 o' clock and she hasn' t returned. What have you done with my daughter? | |
She' s not been herself in some days, for her lack of of appearance I' d live to regret. | |
She' s dead. Push forward with plans of this escape. Walls, walls, walls, weak and weathered. | |
Weak and weathered. I remember when the lights went out I remember when the lights when out. | |
You had 3 days, look what you' ve done. Now all the loveless will encircle. Pray that she is alright, in this time it seems for them. | |
All will. Now I know, now I know not to go. Now, I know. Now she tries to sleep. | |
She tries to pet her hands on something left, how could they believe you? | |
And as the walls come into her, she will. | |
And as the walls become to her, as the walls cave in, and the walls became to her no more. | |
Don' t speak of a sunset she will never see the ing light again. | |
And if the sunsets she will never see the light of day again. | |
Don' t speak of sunsets she will never see the light again sleep tight and know your neighbors well. |
zuò qǔ : Guida, My Bitter End, Ranne | |
Before the blackened walls, this picket white protection serves as a constant curtain to the things a child sees. | |
And blaming innocence, for what you' ve gone through, and in this day, you built a wall. | |
It' s 12 o' clock and she hasn' t returned. What have you done with my daughter? | |
She' s not been herself in some days, for her lack of of appearance I' d live to regret. | |
She' s dead. Push forward with plans of this escape. Walls, walls, walls, weak and weathered. | |
Weak and weathered. I remember when the lights went out I remember when the lights when out. | |
You had 3 days, look what you' ve done. Now all the loveless will encircle. Pray that she is alright, in this time it seems for them. | |
All will. Now I know, now I know not to go. Now, I know. Now she tries to sleep. | |
She tries to pet her hands on something left, how could they believe you? | |
And as the walls come into her, she will. | |
And as the walls become to her, as the walls cave in, and the walls became to her no more. | |
Don' t speak of a sunset she will never see the ing light again. | |
And if the sunsets she will never see the light of day again. | |
Don' t speak of sunsets she will never see the light again sleep tight and know your neighbors well. |