Slow Motion Addict Lyrics
| Song | Slow Motion Addict |
| Artist | Carina Round |
| Album | Slow Motion Addict |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Livemore, Round, Smith | |
| Today I'm not present | |
| Footsteps disguised as wings | |
| Neither poison my brain | |
| With memories that tease and sting | |
| Step out into the sun | |
| Let light into my eyes | |
| My feet don't touch the ground | |
| My head fills up the sky | |
| Try to hold on | |
| Makes no difference | |
| There's no choice if you never had it | |
| Try to move on | |
| Makes no difference | |
| To a slow motion addict | |
| I float through dreams like a helium balloon | |
| One trip and the morning comes too soon | |
| Try to hold it, try to hold it | |
| My blood | |
| Carries the ghosts | |
| Like bulls filling the streets | |
| Like everything in this universe | |
| Is on it's way to me | |
| Try to hold on | |
| Makes no difference | |
| There's no point if you never had it | |
| Try to move on | |
| Makes no difference | |
| To a slow motion addict | |
| I float through dreams like a helium balloon | |
| One trip and the morning comes too soon | |
| Try to hold it, try to hold it |
| zuo qu : Livemore, Round, Smith | |
| Today I' m not present | |
| Footsteps disguised as wings | |
| Neither poison my brain | |
| With memories that tease and sting | |
| Step out into the sun | |
| Let light into my eyes | |
| My feet don' t touch the ground | |
| My head fills up the sky | |
| Try to hold on | |
| Makes no difference | |
| There' s no choice if you never had it | |
| Try to move on | |
| Makes no difference | |
| To a slow motion addict | |
| I float through dreams like a helium balloon | |
| One trip and the morning comes too soon | |
| Try to hold it, try to hold it | |
| My blood | |
| Carries the ghosts | |
| Like bulls filling the streets | |
| Like everything in this universe | |
| Is on it' s way to me | |
| Try to hold on | |
| Makes no difference | |
| There' s no point if you never had it | |
| Try to move on | |
| Makes no difference | |
| To a slow motion addict | |
| I float through dreams like a helium balloon | |
| One trip and the morning comes too soon | |
| Try to hold it, try to hold it |
| zuò qǔ : Livemore, Round, Smith | |
| Today I' m not present | |
| Footsteps disguised as wings | |
| Neither poison my brain | |
| With memories that tease and sting | |
| Step out into the sun | |
| Let light into my eyes | |
| My feet don' t touch the ground | |
| My head fills up the sky | |
| Try to hold on | |
| Makes no difference | |
| There' s no choice if you never had it | |
| Try to move on | |
| Makes no difference | |
| To a slow motion addict | |
| I float through dreams like a helium balloon | |
| One trip and the morning comes too soon | |
| Try to hold it, try to hold it | |
| My blood | |
| Carries the ghosts | |
| Like bulls filling the streets | |
| Like everything in this universe | |
| Is on it' s way to me | |
| Try to hold on | |
| Makes no difference | |
| There' s no point if you never had it | |
| Try to move on | |
| Makes no difference | |
| To a slow motion addict | |
| I float through dreams like a helium balloon | |
| One trip and the morning comes too soon | |
| Try to hold it, try to hold it |
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