Song | It's Not a Prop |
Artist | Heatmiser |
Album | Cop and Speeder |
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作曲 : Gust, Smith | |
i'll be shutting down soon didn't mean to be so let down i don't know why he left the room couldn't keep his attention i'll be switching off soon it's never going to happen feel like i've been put in my place a secret admirer for life the drink in my hand ain't no prop it's what's left of my collapsing night who do i lean my ladder against to get over my embarrassment i want him without regret i want it written in cement such a sucker for attention to wipe the dust off my still life the drink in my hand ain't no prop it's what's left of my collapsing night i'm not moving i can't calm down i won't say anything i won't remember any names i'm not moving i can't calm down i won't remember anything i'm just going back to bed prosecute myself all night i'm my own biggest threat said nothing wrong but i can't get it right |
zuo qu : Gust, Smith | |
i' ll be shutting down soon didn' t mean to be so let down i don' t know why he left the room couldn' t keep his attention i' ll be switching off soon it' s never going to happen feel like i' ve been put in my place a secret admirer for life the drink in my hand ain' t no prop it' s what' s left of my collapsing night who do i lean my ladder against to get over my embarrassment i want him without regret i want it written in cement such a sucker for attention to wipe the dust off my still life the drink in my hand ain' t no prop it' s what' s left of my collapsing night i' m not moving i can' t calm down i won' t say anything i won' t remember any names i' m not moving i can' t calm down i won' t remember anything i' m just going back to bed prosecute myself all night i' m my own biggest threat said nothing wrong but i can' t get it right |
zuò qǔ : Gust, Smith | |
i' ll be shutting down soon didn' t mean to be so let down i don' t know why he left the room couldn' t keep his attention i' ll be switching off soon it' s never going to happen feel like i' ve been put in my place a secret admirer for life the drink in my hand ain' t no prop it' s what' s left of my collapsing night who do i lean my ladder against to get over my embarrassment i want him without regret i want it written in cement such a sucker for attention to wipe the dust off my still life the drink in my hand ain' t no prop it' s what' s left of my collapsing night i' m not moving i can' t calm down i won' t say anything i won' t remember any names i' m not moving i can' t calm down i won' t remember anything i' m just going back to bed prosecute myself all night i' m my own biggest threat said nothing wrong but i can' t get it right |