| Song | Stiff Fruit |
| Artist | Subtle |
| Album | A New White |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Dalrymple, Dowers, Drucker ... | |
| One two three | |
| In fact, a dark hat, (hung alone?) | |
| Looks like a well behaved black hole (caught?) correct what must be a very serious (wall?) | |
| Some delicious picture of the human yoke | |
| Can't climb to close (the chill?) | |
| Lost yourself | |
| The sky's quick | |
| There's you | |
| Walking to | |
| The lonely chess | |
| Of a full | |
| Winning you | |
| Of a full | |
| With a great | |
| Deal of | |
| And a whole | |
| Lot of (cock?) | |
| Right below | |
| The skylight | |
| There is a boy | |
| Finding his | |
| Eyes closed | |
| And a rather | |
| (He knows?) | |
| A lot of sun | |
| And he | |
| Can't seem | |
| To explain | |
| Why he's | |
| Growing up | |
| Into | |
| His scary | |
| Can't seem | |
| His best | |
| With a man | |
| Your eyes | |
| Jumps in | |
| Stabs you | |
| But your | |
| Catching light | |
| Stabs you | |
| Stands better | |
| And besides | |
| Slapping me | |
| His verse | |
| Your eyes | |
| Are off | |
| Letting you | |
| Can't keep staring | |
| Someone | |
| Named from | |
| A soft | |
| Sparkling | |
| A clock | |
| Eaten | |
| But me | |
| Stiff fruit | |
| Of a | |
| Photo | |
| Cut off |
| zuo qu : Dalrymple, Dowers, Drucker ... | |
| One two three | |
| In fact, a dark hat, hung alone? | |
| Looks like a well behaved black hole caught? correct what must be a very serious wall? | |
| Some delicious picture of the human yoke | |
| Can' t climb to close the chill? | |
| Lost yourself | |
| The sky' s quick | |
| There' s you | |
| Walking to | |
| The lonely chess | |
| Of a full | |
| Winning you | |
| Of a full | |
| With a great | |
| Deal of | |
| And a whole | |
| Lot of cock? | |
| Right below | |
| The skylight | |
| There is a boy | |
| Finding his | |
| Eyes closed | |
| And a rather | |
| He knows? | |
| A lot of sun | |
| And he | |
| Can' t seem | |
| To explain | |
| Why he' s | |
| Growing up | |
| Into | |
| His scary | |
| Can' t seem | |
| His best | |
| With a man | |
| Your eyes | |
| Jumps in | |
| Stabs you | |
| But your | |
| Catching light | |
| Stabs you | |
| Stands better | |
| And besides | |
| Slapping me | |
| His verse | |
| Your eyes | |
| Are off | |
| Letting you | |
| Can' t keep staring | |
| Someone | |
| Named from | |
| A soft | |
| Sparkling | |
| A clock | |
| Eaten | |
| But me | |
| Stiff fruit | |
| Of a | |
| Photo | |
| Cut off |
| zuò qǔ : Dalrymple, Dowers, Drucker ... | |
| One two three | |
| In fact, a dark hat, hung alone? | |
| Looks like a well behaved black hole caught? correct what must be a very serious wall? | |
| Some delicious picture of the human yoke | |
| Can' t climb to close the chill? | |
| Lost yourself | |
| The sky' s quick | |
| There' s you | |
| Walking to | |
| The lonely chess | |
| Of a full | |
| Winning you | |
| Of a full | |
| With a great | |
| Deal of | |
| And a whole | |
| Lot of cock? | |
| Right below | |
| The skylight | |
| There is a boy | |
| Finding his | |
| Eyes closed | |
| And a rather | |
| He knows? | |
| A lot of sun | |
| And he | |
| Can' t seem | |
| To explain | |
| Why he' s | |
| Growing up | |
| Into | |
| His scary | |
| Can' t seem | |
| His best | |
| With a man | |
| Your eyes | |
| Jumps in | |
| Stabs you | |
| But your | |
| Catching light | |
| Stabs you | |
| Stands better | |
| And besides | |
| Slapping me | |
| His verse | |
| Your eyes | |
| Are off | |
| Letting you | |
| Can' t keep staring | |
| Someone | |
| Named from | |
| A soft | |
| Sparkling | |
| A clock | |
| Eaten | |
| But me | |
| Stiff fruit | |
| Of a | |
| Photo | |
| Cut off |