Haole Redux Lyrics
| Song | Haole Redux |
| Artist | Seam |
| Album | Are You Driving Me Crazy? |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Seam | |
| You’re sitting in front of me | |
| Our bus isn't coming | |
| I think I’m going blind | |
| Or is everything losing its color | |
| I made it clear to you | |
| My sleep is restless | |
| My heart is divided | |
| Quarters, halves, & eighths | |
| I’m in love with this feeling | |
| This invisible feeling. | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| Would have sounded all wrong | |
| In that crazy pitch of my | |
| Pidgin stammering knotted tongue | |
| I’m used to it, this city | |
| The smell of it, the gray dust of it | |
| I know that’s rain coming | |
| to wash it over | |
| clean it away | |
| I’m used to it, this feeling | |
| The comforting, the reviling | |
| I’m used to it, this city | |
| The comforting, the reviling |
| zuo qu : Seam | |
| You' re sitting in front of me | |
| Our bus isn' t coming | |
| I think I' m going blind | |
| Or is everything losing its color | |
| I made it clear to you | |
| My sleep is restless | |
| My heart is divided | |
| Quarters, halves, eighths | |
| I' m in love with this feeling | |
| This invisible feeling. | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| Would have sounded all wrong | |
| In that crazy pitch of my | |
| Pidgin stammering knotted tongue | |
| I' m used to it, this city | |
| The smell of it, the gray dust of it | |
| I know that' s rain coming | |
| to wash it over | |
| clean it away | |
| I' m used to it, this feeling | |
| The comforting, the reviling | |
| I' m used to it, this city | |
| The comforting, the reviling |
| zuò qǔ : Seam | |
| You' re sitting in front of me | |
| Our bus isn' t coming | |
| I think I' m going blind | |
| Or is everything losing its color | |
| I made it clear to you | |
| My sleep is restless | |
| My heart is divided | |
| Quarters, halves, eighths | |
| I' m in love with this feeling | |
| This invisible feeling. | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| Would have sounded all wrong | |
| In that crazy pitch of my | |
| Pidgin stammering knotted tongue | |
| I' m used to it, this city | |
| The smell of it, the gray dust of it | |
| I know that' s rain coming | |
| to wash it over | |
| clean it away | |
| I' m used to it, this feeling | |
| The comforting, the reviling | |
| I' m used to it, this city | |
| The comforting, the reviling |
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