Song | The Artificial |
Artist | Sky Eats Airplane |
Album | Sky Eats Airplane |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Duck, Ordway, Roush | |
Hand me your lies, | |
hand me my keys. | |
You have to give it all up | |
when you realize what you're leaving behind. | |
I wish I was lost, | |
but this was an alternate destination. | |
Watch life flash before your eyes and hope for the best, | |
Even in this well-lit room where you lay down to rest. | |
You cast a shadow that stabs you in the back. | |
This all began so well, | |
and was the longest spiral downward I've ever felt. | |
You would've been the death of me | |
if I stuck around much longer. | |
These months of sickness felt like I was sleeping six feet underground. | |
You can't tell the difference between what's real and not, | |
find the truth or you will lose yourself forever. | |
I know it's not, not all your fault, | |
I knew early on what I was getting myself into. | |
Go ahead, be my guest, work on everything that closed our door. | |
Everything I worked so hard for. | |
You said you walked the line, but you're the one falling short. | |
Actions speak louder than words. | |
When you realize what you're leaving behind, | |
I wish I was lost but this was an alternate destination. | |
With no plot and no path laid out, | |
I swear I'm not lost. | |
I'm not lost! | |
You were offered the world and turned it down. | |
Shed no tear, and hope to break out on your own, | |
I refuse to call this place home. |
zuo qu : Duck, Ordway, Roush | |
Hand me your lies, | |
hand me my keys. | |
You have to give it all up | |
when you realize what you' re leaving behind. | |
I wish I was lost, | |
but this was an alternate destination. | |
Watch life flash before your eyes and hope for the best, | |
Even in this welllit room where you lay down to rest. | |
You cast a shadow that stabs you in the back. | |
This all began so well, | |
and was the longest spiral downward I' ve ever felt. | |
You would' ve been the death of me | |
if I stuck around much longer. | |
These months of sickness felt like I was sleeping six feet underground. | |
You can' t tell the difference between what' s real and not, | |
find the truth or you will lose yourself forever. | |
I know it' s not, not all your fault, | |
I knew early on what I was getting myself into. | |
Go ahead, be my guest, work on everything that closed our door. | |
Everything I worked so hard for. | |
You said you walked the line, but you' re the one falling short. | |
Actions speak louder than words. | |
When you realize what you' re leaving behind, | |
I wish I was lost but this was an alternate destination. | |
With no plot and no path laid out, | |
I swear I' m not lost. | |
I' m not lost! | |
You were offered the world and turned it down. | |
Shed no tear, and hope to break out on your own, | |
I refuse to call this place home. |
zuò qǔ : Duck, Ordway, Roush | |
Hand me your lies, | |
hand me my keys. | |
You have to give it all up | |
when you realize what you' re leaving behind. | |
I wish I was lost, | |
but this was an alternate destination. | |
Watch life flash before your eyes and hope for the best, | |
Even in this welllit room where you lay down to rest. | |
You cast a shadow that stabs you in the back. | |
This all began so well, | |
and was the longest spiral downward I' ve ever felt. | |
You would' ve been the death of me | |
if I stuck around much longer. | |
These months of sickness felt like I was sleeping six feet underground. | |
You can' t tell the difference between what' s real and not, | |
find the truth or you will lose yourself forever. | |
I know it' s not, not all your fault, | |
I knew early on what I was getting myself into. | |
Go ahead, be my guest, work on everything that closed our door. | |
Everything I worked so hard for. | |
You said you walked the line, but you' re the one falling short. | |
Actions speak louder than words. | |
When you realize what you' re leaving behind, | |
I wish I was lost but this was an alternate destination. | |
With no plot and no path laid out, | |
I swear I' m not lost. | |
I' m not lost! | |
You were offered the world and turned it down. | |
Shed no tear, and hope to break out on your own, | |
I refuse to call this place home. |