Song | Neenah Menasha |
Artist | Sponge |
Album | Rotting Pinata |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Cross, Cross, Dombrowski ... | |
To begin but not complete, to sleep but not to wake | |
To always be lost and to never find the way | |
No thoughts or memory, no hope or tragedy | |
A mirror awaits to a reflection of the face | |
To hit the ground and know the sound, trial by mistake | |
Deaths of crown we wear around, a smile on a face | |
They will never hate or lie | |
They will never break or try | |
They will never break or cry | |
They will never wave goodbye | |
A silence that would not break, loss of a face | |
The face of a woman that arrives much too late | |
I break down and she sees the clowns that used to hide away | |
Death to clowns and all their crowns, a smile on their face | |
They will never break or cry | |
They will never hate or lie | |
They will never say or smile | |
They will never break or cry | |
Neenah Menasha will wait | |
Neenah Menasha | |
Neenah Menasha will wait | |
I break down and she sees the clowns | |
I used to hide away | |
Death to clowns and all their crowns and the smiles on their face | |
They will never hate or lie | |
They will never break or try | |
They will never break or cry | |
They will never wave goodbye | |
Neenah Menasha will wait | |
Neenah Menasha | |
Neenah Menasha will wait | |
Neenah Menasha will wait | |
Neenah Menasha | |
Neenah Menasha will wait |
zuo ci : Cross, Cross, Dombrowski ... | |
To begin but not complete, to sleep but not to wake | |
To always be lost and to never find the way | |
No thoughts or memory, no hope or tragedy | |
A mirror awaits to a reflection of the face | |
To hit the ground and know the sound, trial by mistake | |
Deaths of crown we wear around, a smile on a face | |
They will never hate or lie | |
They will never break or try | |
They will never break or cry | |
They will never wave goodbye | |
A silence that would not break, loss of a face | |
The face of a woman that arrives much too late | |
I break down and she sees the clowns that used to hide away | |
Death to clowns and all their crowns, a smile on their face | |
They will never break or cry | |
They will never hate or lie | |
They will never say or smile | |
They will never break or cry | |
Neenah Menasha will wait | |
Neenah Menasha | |
Neenah Menasha will wait | |
I break down and she sees the clowns | |
I used to hide away | |
Death to clowns and all their crowns and the smiles on their face | |
They will never hate or lie | |
They will never break or try | |
They will never break or cry | |
They will never wave goodbye | |
Neenah Menasha will wait | |
Neenah Menasha | |
Neenah Menasha will wait | |
Neenah Menasha will wait | |
Neenah Menasha | |
Neenah Menasha will wait |
zuò cí : Cross, Cross, Dombrowski ... | |
To begin but not complete, to sleep but not to wake | |
To always be lost and to never find the way | |
No thoughts or memory, no hope or tragedy | |
A mirror awaits to a reflection of the face | |
To hit the ground and know the sound, trial by mistake | |
Deaths of crown we wear around, a smile on a face | |
They will never hate or lie | |
They will never break or try | |
They will never break or cry | |
They will never wave goodbye | |
A silence that would not break, loss of a face | |
The face of a woman that arrives much too late | |
I break down and she sees the clowns that used to hide away | |
Death to clowns and all their crowns, a smile on their face | |
They will never break or cry | |
They will never hate or lie | |
They will never say or smile | |
They will never break or cry | |
Neenah Menasha will wait | |
Neenah Menasha | |
Neenah Menasha will wait | |
I break down and she sees the clowns | |
I used to hide away | |
Death to clowns and all their crowns and the smiles on their face | |
They will never hate or lie | |
They will never break or try | |
They will never break or cry | |
They will never wave goodbye | |
Neenah Menasha will wait | |
Neenah Menasha | |
Neenah Menasha will wait | |
Neenah Menasha will wait | |
Neenah Menasha | |
Neenah Menasha will wait |