Song | All My Balloons |
Artist | Children 18:3 |
Album | Children 18:3 |
作曲 : Hostetter | |
Sing, sing | |
Oh so sucker for the sugar substitute and artificial flavoring | |
Small wonder | |
I felt so safe inside nothing more than a smoke screen and masquerade | |
But outside a car bomb's ticking | |
Inside a car bomb's ticking | |
The words | |
I wrote are a broken chain | |
Holding me from the criminally insane | |
But its gone and there's no stopping | |
All my balloons are popping | |
But the tree was not yet down as she lifted the flag from the bloody ground, whispering: ' | |
Gallons of gas and a makeshift cast and | |
I'm still no further from nowhere fast' | |
Listen! Downstairs the doorbell's ringing | |
We've been waiting | |
I've been waiting | |
The words | |
I wrote are a broken chain | |
Holding me from the criminally insane | |
But its gone and there's no stopping | |
All my balloons are popping | |
The words | |
I wrote are a broken chain | |
Keeping me from the criminally insane | |
But it's gone and there's no stopping | |
The words | |
I wrote and the songs | |
I sang Kept this ship from sinking to its grave | |
But it's gone and there's no stopping | |
All my balloons are popping |
zuò qǔ : Hostetter | |
Sing, sing | |
Oh so sucker for the sugar substitute and artificial flavoring | |
Small wonder | |
I felt so safe inside nothing more than a smoke screen and masquerade | |
But outside a car bomb' s ticking | |
Inside a car bomb' s ticking | |
The words | |
I wrote are a broken chain | |
Holding me from the criminally insane | |
But its gone and there' s no stopping | |
All my balloons are popping | |
But the tree was not yet down as she lifted the flag from the bloody ground, whispering: ' | |
Gallons of gas and a makeshift cast and | |
I' m still no further from nowhere fast' | |
Listen! Downstairs the doorbell' s ringing | |
We' ve been waiting | |
I' ve been waiting | |
The words | |
I wrote are a broken chain | |
Holding me from the criminally insane | |
But its gone and there' s no stopping | |
All my balloons are popping | |
The words | |
I wrote are a broken chain | |
Keeping me from the criminally insane | |
But it' s gone and there' s no stopping | |
The words | |
I wrote and the songs | |
I sang Kept this ship from sinking to its grave | |
But it' s gone and there' s no stopping | |
All my balloons are popping |