| Song | Secondhand surgery |
| Artist | Hopesfall |
| Album | Magnetic North |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Forrest, Hopesfall | |
| Tell em you need it | |
| cause it's soothing to know | |
| there's no end | |
| can you separate it | |
| I know you want it | |
| to feel control | |
| no traffic in these eyes | |
| when veins in tantric change | |
| it's slow pumping through my legs | |
| we'll try to carry on | |
| with veins in tantric change | |
| and yes we'll try | |
| to stomp the days away | |
| what if right now | |
| these heads | |
| rolled dead across the table | |
| who'd sew theirs back? | |
| i'm slowly thinking | |
| of switching your head | |
| with my body | |
| and we can start these days the same | |
| comfort me on the floor with these bones | |
| they're two mouths to feed | |
| i am just a ghost | |
| you think i'm rested | |
| i am more shot than you know | |
| i hear and chase them off the rooftops and the walls | |
| it feels like there's something in the walls | |
| no traffic in my eyes | |
| it takes the pain away |
| zuo qu : Forrest, Hopesfall | |
| Tell em you need it | |
| cause it' s soothing to know | |
| there' s no end | |
| can you separate it | |
| I know you want it | |
| to feel control | |
| no traffic in these eyes | |
| when veins in tantric change | |
| it' s slow pumping through my legs | |
| we' ll try to carry on | |
| with veins in tantric change | |
| and yes we' ll try | |
| to stomp the days away | |
| what if right now | |
| these heads | |
| rolled dead across the table | |
| who' d sew theirs back? | |
| i' m slowly thinking | |
| of switching your head | |
| with my body | |
| and we can start these days the same | |
| comfort me on the floor with these bones | |
| they' re two mouths to feed | |
| i am just a ghost | |
| you think i' m rested | |
| i am more shot than you know | |
| i hear and chase them off the rooftops and the walls | |
| it feels like there' s something in the walls | |
| no traffic in my eyes | |
| it takes the pain away |
| zuò qǔ : Forrest, Hopesfall | |
| Tell em you need it | |
| cause it' s soothing to know | |
| there' s no end | |
| can you separate it | |
| I know you want it | |
| to feel control | |
| no traffic in these eyes | |
| when veins in tantric change | |
| it' s slow pumping through my legs | |
| we' ll try to carry on | |
| with veins in tantric change | |
| and yes we' ll try | |
| to stomp the days away | |
| what if right now | |
| these heads | |
| rolled dead across the table | |
| who' d sew theirs back? | |
| i' m slowly thinking | |
| of switching your head | |
| with my body | |
| and we can start these days the same | |
| comfort me on the floor with these bones | |
| they' re two mouths to feed | |
| i am just a ghost | |
| you think i' m rested | |
| i am more shot than you know | |
| i hear and chase them off the rooftops and the walls | |
| it feels like there' s something in the walls | |
| no traffic in my eyes | |
| it takes the pain away |