Song | 8 Moons Ago |
Artist | Camp Lo |
Album | Let's Do It Again |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Roberts, Wallace, Willis ... | |
As I'm racing forward through time | |
Deja Vu clouds my mind | |
There's no pause or rewind | |
Whats behind is behind | |
[Suede] | |
Swift drifting in memory you remember me | |
Days of electric melody | |
Glamourous galaxies where ??? all swimming so heavily | |
It feel like eight moons ago, but three is what you telling me | |
There's something that you should know | |
First sip this Rangelico | |
OK I was trying boo, lusting, thats how I lost your trusting | |
This seat was my pleasure be our measure we dreamt forever | |
I never meant to hurt you break you betray you desert you | |
Guess I was young....Guess I was dumb | |
[Chorus] | |
[Suede] | |
At the central park we was blood brothers | |
Known on Valentine as the young lovers | |
Switching, hitting different ones before rubbers | |
You chose the coke route smoke route dope route | |
I chose the mic life hype life night life | |
On separate paths, we still clash on the Ave | |
And spilling saying the glass | |
And blinding our mats with hash | |
Still in my dreams I can see you so clear | |
Wake up out of my puzzle haze I cant believe you ain't here | |
I miss you | |
[Chorus] | |
[Suede] | |
Is there something cosmic | |
In how we orbit and circle the wild orchid | |
From catching the kids to hickies to quickies | |
We make me walking | |
There's no beginning or ending its just how we'll absorb it | |
You ??? and ending touch ??? when you'll be rewarded | |
Time keeps running like my visions a wonder | |
Thats feeding my hunger thats leading to the music thats under | |
Thats leading me higher, igniting my fire | |
Till I touch the seventh plane of change | |
[Chorus] |
zuo ci : Roberts, Wallace, Willis ... | |
As I' m racing forward through time | |
Deja Vu clouds my mind | |
There' s no pause or rewind | |
Whats behind is behind | |
Suede | |
Swift drifting in memory you remember me | |
Days of electric melody | |
Glamourous galaxies where nbsp??? all swimming so heavily | |
It feel like eight moons ago, but three is what you telling me | |
There' s something that you should know | |
First sip this Rangelico | |
OK I was trying boo, lusting, thats how I lost your trusting | |
This seat was my pleasure be our measure we dreamt forever | |
I never meant to hurt you break you betray you desert you | |
Guess I was young.... Guess I was dumb | |
Chorus | |
Suede | |
At the central park we was blood brothers | |
Known on Valentine as the young lovers | |
Switching, hitting different ones before rubbers | |
You chose the coke route smoke route dope route | |
I chose the mic life hype life night life | |
On separate paths, we still clash on the Ave | |
And spilling saying the glass | |
And blinding our mats with hash | |
Still in my dreams I can see you so clear | |
Wake up out of my puzzle haze I cant believe you ain' t here | |
I miss you | |
Chorus | |
Suede | |
Is there something cosmic | |
In how we orbit and circle the wild orchid | |
From catching the kids to hickies to quickies | |
We make me walking | |
There' s no beginning or ending its just how we' ll absorb it | |
You nbsp??? and ending touch nbsp??? when you' ll be rewarded | |
Time keeps running like my visions a wonder | |
Thats feeding my hunger thats leading to the music thats under | |
Thats leading me higher, igniting my fire | |
Till I touch the seventh plane of change | |
Chorus |
zuò cí : Roberts, Wallace, Willis ... | |
As I' m racing forward through time | |
Deja Vu clouds my mind | |
There' s no pause or rewind | |
Whats behind is behind | |
Suede | |
Swift drifting in memory you remember me | |
Days of electric melody | |
Glamourous galaxies where nbsp??? all swimming so heavily | |
It feel like eight moons ago, but three is what you telling me | |
There' s something that you should know | |
First sip this Rangelico | |
OK I was trying boo, lusting, thats how I lost your trusting | |
This seat was my pleasure be our measure we dreamt forever | |
I never meant to hurt you break you betray you desert you | |
Guess I was young.... Guess I was dumb | |
Chorus | |
Suede | |
At the central park we was blood brothers | |
Known on Valentine as the young lovers | |
Switching, hitting different ones before rubbers | |
You chose the coke route smoke route dope route | |
I chose the mic life hype life night life | |
On separate paths, we still clash on the Ave | |
And spilling saying the glass | |
And blinding our mats with hash | |
Still in my dreams I can see you so clear | |
Wake up out of my puzzle haze I cant believe you ain' t here | |
I miss you | |
Chorus | |
Suede | |
Is there something cosmic | |
In how we orbit and circle the wild orchid | |
From catching the kids to hickies to quickies | |
We make me walking | |
There' s no beginning or ending its just how we' ll absorb it | |
You nbsp??? and ending touch nbsp??? when you' ll be rewarded | |
Time keeps running like my visions a wonder | |
Thats feeding my hunger thats leading to the music thats under | |
Thats leading me higher, igniting my fire | |
Till I touch the seventh plane of change | |
Chorus |