Song | Air Kissing |
Artist | Violet Indiana |
Album | Roulette |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : De Maré, Guthrie | |
A million miles of crooked smiles | |
Tainted dreams, with ill lit walls | |
The life you dreamt, but didn't mean | |
They sung your praise, while they took it all | |
They watched you rise, and helped you to fall | |
They left you for dead with no breathe at all | |
And still keep believing that no one's deceiving | |
And that they care about you | |
There's got to be more to you | |
I can see you being see through | |
But please tell me there's more to you | |
Surely there's more to you | |
Fake the scene you hang around | |
They don't care if your there | |
Or what's inside you | |
Air kissing your cheeks, while staring behind you | |
How can they use, and keep on using you | |
Pretending to care, but really despise you | |
A life you'll regret | |
Trapped in a world your blasé and blind to | |
And they don't care about you | |
There's got to be more to you | |
I can see you being see through | |
But please tell me there's more to you | |
Surely there's more to you |
zuo qu : De Mare, Guthrie | |
A million miles of crooked smiles | |
Tainted dreams, with ill lit walls | |
The life you dreamt, but didn' t mean | |
They sung your praise, while they took it all | |
They watched you rise, and helped you to fall | |
They left you for dead with no breathe at all | |
And still keep believing that no one' s deceiving | |
And that they care about you | |
There' s got to be more to you | |
I can see you being see through | |
But please tell me there' s more to you | |
Surely there' s more to you | |
Fake the scene you hang around | |
They don' t care if your there | |
Or what' s inside you | |
Air kissing your cheeks, while staring behind you | |
How can they use, and keep on using you | |
Pretending to care, but really despise you | |
A life you' ll regret | |
Trapped in a world your blase and blind to | |
And they don' t care about you | |
There' s got to be more to you | |
I can see you being see through | |
But please tell me there' s more to you | |
Surely there' s more to you |
zuò qǔ : De Maré, Guthrie | |
A million miles of crooked smiles | |
Tainted dreams, with ill lit walls | |
The life you dreamt, but didn' t mean | |
They sung your praise, while they took it all | |
They watched you rise, and helped you to fall | |
They left you for dead with no breathe at all | |
And still keep believing that no one' s deceiving | |
And that they care about you | |
There' s got to be more to you | |
I can see you being see through | |
But please tell me there' s more to you | |
Surely there' s more to you | |
Fake the scene you hang around | |
They don' t care if your there | |
Or what' s inside you | |
Air kissing your cheeks, while staring behind you | |
How can they use, and keep on using you | |
Pretending to care, but really despise you | |
A life you' ll regret | |
Trapped in a world your blasé and blind to | |
And they don' t care about you | |
There' s got to be more to you | |
I can see you being see through | |
But please tell me there' s more to you | |
Surely there' s more to you |