Song | Torn Blue Foam Couch |
Artist | Grand Archives |
Album | The Grand Archives |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Brooke | |
Hold on the further waves are high, | |
sleepless every night, | |
lie down shading your eyes from everyone. | |
Hey darlin' don't you look fine, | |
so blue all the time, | |
when you're terrified. | |
Over and over the lines | |
you memorized in time, | |
now you're so tired | |
and the telephone's too far away. | |
Phone lives have taken all your time, | |
taken all this time, | |
for the rest of our lives we're terrified. | |
The photographs they've taken make you look blind, | |
your costumes made of twine, | |
now you're forgetting all of your lines again. | |
But hey darlin', | |
don't you look fine, | |
your two front teeth shaved | |
like ice and sharp as razors. | |
Hey darlin' don't you look finfe, | |
the dull look in your eyes, | |
you're terrified. | |
Holding the hands of our crimes, | |
darlin' don't you look fine, | |
as brave as we were those days. | |
Doing the best we knew how | |
on a torn blue foam couch, | |
as brave as we were those days. | |
Holding the hands of our crimes, | |
darlin' don't you look fine, | |
as brave as we were those days. |
zuo qu : Brooke | |
Hold on the further waves are high, | |
sleepless every night, | |
lie down shading your eyes from everyone. | |
Hey darlin' don' t you look fine, | |
so blue all the time, | |
when you' re terrified. | |
Over and over the lines | |
you memorized in time, | |
now you' re so tired | |
and the telephone' s too far away. | |
Phone lives have taken all your time, | |
taken all this time, | |
for the rest of our lives we' re terrified. | |
The photographs they' ve taken make you look blind, | |
your costumes made of twine, | |
now you' re forgetting all of your lines again. | |
But hey darlin', | |
don' t you look fine, | |
your two front teeth shaved | |
like ice and sharp as razors. | |
Hey darlin' don' t you look finfe, | |
the dull look in your eyes, | |
you' re terrified. | |
Holding the hands of our crimes, | |
darlin' don' t you look fine, | |
as brave as we were those days. | |
Doing the best we knew how | |
on a torn blue foam couch, | |
as brave as we were those days. | |
Holding the hands of our crimes, | |
darlin' don' t you look fine, | |
as brave as we were those days. |
zuò qǔ : Brooke | |
Hold on the further waves are high, | |
sleepless every night, | |
lie down shading your eyes from everyone. | |
Hey darlin' don' t you look fine, | |
so blue all the time, | |
when you' re terrified. | |
Over and over the lines | |
you memorized in time, | |
now you' re so tired | |
and the telephone' s too far away. | |
Phone lives have taken all your time, | |
taken all this time, | |
for the rest of our lives we' re terrified. | |
The photographs they' ve taken make you look blind, | |
your costumes made of twine, | |
now you' re forgetting all of your lines again. | |
But hey darlin', | |
don' t you look fine, | |
your two front teeth shaved | |
like ice and sharp as razors. | |
Hey darlin' don' t you look finfe, | |
the dull look in your eyes, | |
you' re terrified. | |
Holding the hands of our crimes, | |
darlin' don' t you look fine, | |
as brave as we were those days. | |
Doing the best we knew how | |
on a torn blue foam couch, | |
as brave as we were those days. | |
Holding the hands of our crimes, | |
darlin' don' t you look fine, | |
as brave as we were those days. |