Song | Slow Motion Addict |
Artist | Carina Round |
Album | Slow Motion Addict |
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 |
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 |