| Song | Cocaine Lights |
| Artist | Phosphorescent |
| Album | Pride |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Houck | |
| In the darkness | |
| After the cocaine lights | |
| I will miss you | |
| More than ever | |
| And to color my eyes into rose | |
| Is to ask of my beaten bones | |
| To be less of meat and stone | |
| And more of feather | |
| But lord they’re rolling me away | |
| Ain’t they rolling me away | |
| Don’t they roll oh oh oh | |
| In the morning in the kitchen | |
| I can hear my own blood clicking | |
| So I stand there and I listen | |
| Til the glowing begins | |
| There is light that pours sweet from new hips | |
| There is beer that pours sweet through my lips | |
| There is gold where the cold button sits | |
| It’s just a showy amen | |
| And in the hallway, in a slip | |
| She says ‘hey, don’t you like my newest trick’ | |
| And I say “yeah that’s a pretty good trick | |
| Would you show me again’ | |
| And lord I truly am awake | |
| And lord, truly I am afraid | |
| And, lord, truly I remain… | |
| In the darkness | |
| After the cocaine lights | |
| I will miss you | |
| With no warning | |
| I will recover my sense of grace | |
| And rediscover my rightful place | |
| Yes and cover my face | |
| With the morning |
| zuo qu : Houck | |
| In the darkness | |
| After the cocaine lights | |
| I will miss you | |
| More than ever | |
| And to color my eyes into rose | |
| Is to ask of my beaten bones | |
| To be less of meat and stone | |
| And more of feather | |
| But lord they' re rolling me away | |
| Ain' t they rolling me away | |
| Don' t they roll oh oh oh | |
| In the morning in the kitchen | |
| I can hear my own blood clicking | |
| So I stand there and I listen | |
| Til the glowing begins | |
| There is light that pours sweet from new hips | |
| There is beer that pours sweet through my lips | |
| There is gold where the cold button sits | |
| It' s just a showy amen | |
| And in the hallway, in a slip | |
| She says ' hey, don' t you like my newest trick' | |
| And I say " yeah that' s a pretty good trick | |
| Would you show me again' | |
| And lord I truly am awake | |
| And lord, truly I am afraid | |
| And, lord, truly I remain | |
| In the darkness | |
| After the cocaine lights | |
| I will miss you | |
| With no warning | |
| I will recover my sense of grace | |
| And rediscover my rightful place | |
| Yes and cover my face | |
| With the morning |
| zuò qǔ : Houck | |
| In the darkness | |
| After the cocaine lights | |
| I will miss you | |
| More than ever | |
| And to color my eyes into rose | |
| Is to ask of my beaten bones | |
| To be less of meat and stone | |
| And more of feather | |
| But lord they' re rolling me away | |
| Ain' t they rolling me away | |
| Don' t they roll oh oh oh | |
| In the morning in the kitchen | |
| I can hear my own blood clicking | |
| So I stand there and I listen | |
| Til the glowing begins | |
| There is light that pours sweet from new hips | |
| There is beer that pours sweet through my lips | |
| There is gold where the cold button sits | |
| It' s just a showy amen | |
| And in the hallway, in a slip | |
| She says ' hey, don' t you like my newest trick' | |
| And I say " yeah that' s a pretty good trick | |
| Would you show me again' | |
| And lord I truly am awake | |
| And lord, truly I am afraid | |
| And, lord, truly I remain | |
| In the darkness | |
| After the cocaine lights | |
| I will miss you | |
| With no warning | |
| I will recover my sense of grace | |
| And rediscover my rightful place | |
| Yes and cover my face | |
| With the morning |