Tomorrow I'll Be You Lyrics
| Song | Tomorrow I'll Be You |
| Artist | Thursday |
| Album | War All The Time |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Rickly, Thursday | |
| In the circuit the frequency's breaking up | |
| The speakers can barely move(This is not a test)(Tune to the broadcast) | |
| Witness the jet lag | |
| Look in the mirror | |
| Adjust the | |
| V-holdShatter the lens(Lens) | |
| Pull out the shards(Shards) | |
| Choke on her words(Words) | |
| Caught in your throat | |
| How long can the wheels maintain a spin | |
| At this velocity? | |
| On every block a reminder | |
| You can't stop this intersection | |
| At every turn | |
| Dead forests of tenements rise like antennas | |
| The miles are adding up, the days are counting down | |
| Cut the jet black from my hair | |
| Before we're bathed in the dawn of new year's day | |
| I will change back to myself in the flame(Flame) | |
| We burn like the paper hearts of dead presidents | |
| But we're too lost to lose hope | |
| Maybe the night seems so dark | |
| Because the day is much too bright(For us to see) | |
| We are cured, we are cured(Shatter the lens, pull out the shards) | |
| We are cured, we are cured(Choke on her words) | |
| Caught in your throat | |
| That's the sound of music from another room | |
| The piano player, hangs up from piano wire | |
| But the player piano carries on(Sit back and tune to the broadcast) | |
| Witness the jet lag | |
| Shatter the lens(Lens) | |
| Pull out the shards(Shards) | |
| Choke on her words(Words) | |
| Caught in your throat | |
| This is not a test | |
| This is not a test | |
| Shatter the lens(Lens) | |
| Pull out the shards(Shards) | |
| Choke on her words(Words) | |
| Caught in your throat | |
| As the language dissolves and the sentence lifts | |
| A slow alphabet of rain is whispering(Aabettipachdefg) | |
| Since I replace the | |
| I in live with an | |
| OI can't remember who you are(But tomorrow I'll be you)(Just pick up the phone) | |
| I'm calling from your house, in your room, in your name | |
| Lying in your bed, following your dreams | |
| I listen to your voice get caught in my throat as | |
| I sing'This is just a dream' | |
| On New Year's day | |
| We will change back to ourselves in the flame | |
| We are cured, we are cured, we are cured |
| zuo ci : Rickly, Thursday | |
| In the circuit the frequency' s breaking up | |
| The speakers can barely move This is not a test Tune to the broadcast | |
| Witness the jet lag | |
| Look in the mirror | |
| Adjust the | |
| VholdShatter the lens Lens | |
| Pull out the shards Shards | |
| Choke on her words Words | |
| Caught in your throat | |
| How long can the wheels maintain a spin | |
| At this velocity? | |
| On every block a reminder | |
| You can' t stop this intersection | |
| At every turn | |
| Dead forests of tenements rise like antennas | |
| The miles are adding up, the days are counting down | |
| Cut the jet black from my hair | |
| Before we' re bathed in the dawn of new year' s day | |
| I will change back to myself in the flame Flame | |
| We burn like the paper hearts of dead presidents | |
| But we' re too lost to lose hope | |
| Maybe the night seems so dark | |
| Because the day is much too bright For us to see | |
| We are cured, we are cured Shatter the lens, pull out the shards | |
| We are cured, we are cured Choke on her words | |
| Caught in your throat | |
| That' s the sound of music from another room | |
| The piano player, hangs up from piano wire | |
| But the player piano carries on Sit back and tune to the broadcast | |
| Witness the jet lag | |
| Shatter the lens Lens | |
| Pull out the shards Shards | |
| Choke on her words Words | |
| Caught in your throat | |
| This is not a test | |
| This is not a test | |
| Shatter the lens Lens | |
| Pull out the shards Shards | |
| Choke on her words Words | |
| Caught in your throat | |
| As the language dissolves and the sentence lifts | |
| A slow alphabet of rain is whispering Aabettipachdefg | |
| Since I replace the | |
| I in live with an | |
| OI can' t remember who you are But tomorrow I' ll be you Just pick up the phone | |
| I' m calling from your house, in your room, in your name | |
| Lying in your bed, following your dreams | |
| I listen to your voice get caught in my throat as | |
| I sing' This is just a dream' | |
| On New Year' s day | |
| We will change back to ourselves in the flame | |
| We are cured, we are cured, we are cured |
| zuò cí : Rickly, Thursday | |
| In the circuit the frequency' s breaking up | |
| The speakers can barely move This is not a test Tune to the broadcast | |
| Witness the jet lag | |
| Look in the mirror | |
| Adjust the | |
| VholdShatter the lens Lens | |
| Pull out the shards Shards | |
| Choke on her words Words | |
| Caught in your throat | |
| How long can the wheels maintain a spin | |
| At this velocity? | |
| On every block a reminder | |
| You can' t stop this intersection | |
| At every turn | |
| Dead forests of tenements rise like antennas | |
| The miles are adding up, the days are counting down | |
| Cut the jet black from my hair | |
| Before we' re bathed in the dawn of new year' s day | |
| I will change back to myself in the flame Flame | |
| We burn like the paper hearts of dead presidents | |
| But we' re too lost to lose hope | |
| Maybe the night seems so dark | |
| Because the day is much too bright For us to see | |
| We are cured, we are cured Shatter the lens, pull out the shards | |
| We are cured, we are cured Choke on her words | |
| Caught in your throat | |
| That' s the sound of music from another room | |
| The piano player, hangs up from piano wire | |
| But the player piano carries on Sit back and tune to the broadcast | |
| Witness the jet lag | |
| Shatter the lens Lens | |
| Pull out the shards Shards | |
| Choke on her words Words | |
| Caught in your throat | |
| This is not a test | |
| This is not a test | |
| Shatter the lens Lens | |
| Pull out the shards Shards | |
| Choke on her words Words | |
| Caught in your throat | |
| As the language dissolves and the sentence lifts | |
| A slow alphabet of rain is whispering Aabettipachdefg | |
| Since I replace the | |
| I in live with an | |
| OI can' t remember who you are But tomorrow I' ll be you Just pick up the phone | |
| I' m calling from your house, in your room, in your name | |
| Lying in your bed, following your dreams | |
| I listen to your voice get caught in my throat as | |
| I sing' This is just a dream' | |
| On New Year' s day | |
| We will change back to ourselves in the flame | |
| We are cured, we are cured, we are cured |
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