Song | Somniloquist and the Sleeping Orchestra |
Artist | Walter Schnitzelsson |
Album | Sugar Kids Won't Stop Screaming |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Jozef Reznik | |
作曲 : Jozef Reznik/Miroslav Michale/Jakub Jostiak | |
Rolled up blinds and dust eddies, | |
Endless days, | |
No worries, | |
Sleeping pills, | |
It’s not real, | |
Somniloquist with the stories, | |
Feels the thrill, | |
Silent fights, | |
Been up all night, | |
Tramadol working all but right, | |
Pain keeps me company, | |
Still at half past four, | |
Can’t cheat this, | |
Nature is a whore, | |
It’s time wasted, | |
Staring at the ceiling, | |
Food is tasteless, | |
I’m talking in my sleep, | |
Why you stare right at me? | |
As if my look made a blind man cry, | |
I feel like a pollock’s painting, | |
Hung high on a pawn shop wall, |
zuo ci : Jozef Reznik | |
zuo qu : Jozef Reznik Miroslav Michale Jakub Jostiak | |
Rolled up blinds and dust eddies, | |
Endless days, | |
No worries, | |
Sleeping pills, | |
It' s not real, | |
Somniloquist with the stories, | |
Feels the thrill, | |
Silent fights, | |
Been up all night, | |
Tramadol working all but right, | |
Pain keeps me company, | |
Still at half past four, | |
Can' t cheat this, | |
Nature is a whore, | |
It' s time wasted, | |
Staring at the ceiling, | |
Food is tasteless, | |
I' m talking in my sleep, | |
Why you stare right at me? | |
As if my look made a blind man cry, | |
I feel like a pollock' s painting, | |
Hung high on a pawn shop wall, |
zuò cí : Jozef Reznik | |
zuò qǔ : Jozef Reznik Miroslav Michale Jakub Jostiak | |
Rolled up blinds and dust eddies, | |
Endless days, | |
No worries, | |
Sleeping pills, | |
It' s not real, | |
Somniloquist with the stories, | |
Feels the thrill, | |
Silent fights, | |
Been up all night, | |
Tramadol working all but right, | |
Pain keeps me company, | |
Still at half past four, | |
Can' t cheat this, | |
Nature is a whore, | |
It' s time wasted, | |
Staring at the ceiling, | |
Food is tasteless, | |
I' m talking in my sleep, | |
Why you stare right at me? | |
As if my look made a blind man cry, | |
I feel like a pollock' s painting, | |
Hung high on a pawn shop wall, |