After One Quarter Of A Revolution Lyrics
| Song | After One Quarter Of A Revolution |
| Artist | Every Time I Die |
| Album | New Junk Aesthetic |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Every Time I Die | |
| Cleaned up the mess I'm in, now I am born again. | |
| Naked, spotless motion without strings. | |
| I've flushed the filth to sea, the limbs and sharp debris, | |
| But if that water rises, woe is me! | |
| Hearts aren't beating, they're counting down. | |
| Breaths aren't stolen, they're groomed and given out. | |
| The closet is teeming with broken bones. | |
| I'll be driven out and swallowed whole. | |
| I walk the crooked mile with the devil on my back, | |
| Puppeteering, schemes with every step. | |
| But I once could walk through walls and drift above it all, | |
| Pursuing endless love to endless depths. | |
| Hearts aren't beating, they're counting down. | |
| Breaths aren't stolen, they're groomed and given out. | |
| The closet is teeming with broken bones. | |
| I'll be driven out and swallowed whole. | |
| Object all you want, but I am not done with you. | |
| Lives will be lost. Children will grieve. | |
| Entire nations will crumble and blood will run deep, but we will be redeemed. | |
| You and I will be weightless, we'll stay unborn. | |
| So death can't start the clock and love can seep through our pores. |
| zuo qu : Every Time I Die | |
| Cleaned up the mess I' m in, now I am born again. | |
| Naked, spotless motion without strings. | |
| I' ve flushed the filth to sea, the limbs and sharp debris, | |
| But if that water rises, woe is me! | |
| Hearts aren' t beating, they' re counting down. | |
| Breaths aren' t stolen, they' re groomed and given out. | |
| The closet is teeming with broken bones. | |
| I' ll be driven out and swallowed whole. | |
| I walk the crooked mile with the devil on my back, | |
| Puppeteering, schemes with every step. | |
| But I once could walk through walls and drift above it all, | |
| Pursuing endless love to endless depths. | |
| Hearts aren' t beating, they' re counting down. | |
| Breaths aren' t stolen, they' re groomed and given out. | |
| The closet is teeming with broken bones. | |
| I' ll be driven out and swallowed whole. | |
| Object all you want, but I am not done with you. | |
| Lives will be lost. Children will grieve. | |
| Entire nations will crumble and blood will run deep, but we will be redeemed. | |
| You and I will be weightless, we' ll stay unborn. | |
| So death can' t start the clock and love can seep through our pores. |
| zuò qǔ : Every Time I Die | |
| Cleaned up the mess I' m in, now I am born again. | |
| Naked, spotless motion without strings. | |
| I' ve flushed the filth to sea, the limbs and sharp debris, | |
| But if that water rises, woe is me! | |
| Hearts aren' t beating, they' re counting down. | |
| Breaths aren' t stolen, they' re groomed and given out. | |
| The closet is teeming with broken bones. | |
| I' ll be driven out and swallowed whole. | |
| I walk the crooked mile with the devil on my back, | |
| Puppeteering, schemes with every step. | |
| But I once could walk through walls and drift above it all, | |
| Pursuing endless love to endless depths. | |
| Hearts aren' t beating, they' re counting down. | |
| Breaths aren' t stolen, they' re groomed and given out. | |
| The closet is teeming with broken bones. | |
| I' ll be driven out and swallowed whole. | |
| Object all you want, but I am not done with you. | |
| Lives will be lost. Children will grieve. | |
| Entire nations will crumble and blood will run deep, but we will be redeemed. | |
| You and I will be weightless, we' ll stay unborn. | |
| So death can' t start the clock and love can seep through our pores. |
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