作曲 : Kisselburgh | |
I've found a way to talk | |
I've found a way to water down | |
The things that | |
I have thought | |
But then, in the end, | |
I always fall short | |
The morning has a voice | |
Calling out to me, "Come clean, To rise and have a choice" | |
But I'd rather regret to see what night brings | |
Torn between | |
Your separated arms or staying in the dark | |
So, coming clean | |
I make it seem so hard, but still | |
I've gone to far | |
You gave me a choice | |
You showed me how to lay it down | |
And find that quiet voice | |
When everything pounds to beat through my veins | |
I'll fight the feeling down to fight the feeling down |
zuo qu : Kisselburgh | |
I' ve found a way to talk | |
I' ve found a way to water down | |
The things that | |
I have thought | |
But then, in the end, | |
I always fall short | |
The morning has a voice | |
Calling out to me, " Come clean, To rise and have a choice" | |
But I' d rather regret to see what night brings | |
Torn between | |
Your separated arms or staying in the dark | |
So, coming clean | |
I make it seem so hard, but still | |
I' ve gone to far | |
You gave me a choice | |
You showed me how to lay it down | |
And find that quiet voice | |
When everything pounds to beat through my veins | |
I' ll fight the feeling down to fight the feeling down |
zuò qǔ : Kisselburgh | |
I' ve found a way to talk | |
I' ve found a way to water down | |
The things that | |
I have thought | |
But then, in the end, | |
I always fall short | |
The morning has a voice | |
Calling out to me, " Come clean, To rise and have a choice" | |
But I' d rather regret to see what night brings | |
Torn between | |
Your separated arms or staying in the dark | |
So, coming clean | |
I make it seem so hard, but still | |
I' ve gone to far | |
You gave me a choice | |
You showed me how to lay it down | |
And find that quiet voice | |
When everything pounds to beat through my veins | |
I' ll fight the feeling down to fight the feeling down |