| Song | Revisionist |
| Artist | Stay Inside |
| Album | Viewing |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Christopher Lawless/Christopher Johns/Vishnu Anantha/Bryn Nieboer |
| [00:01.000] | 作曲 : Christopher Lawless/Christopher Johns/Vishnu Anantha/Bryn Nieboer |
| [00:06.674] | There's a tick in my membrane |
| [00:08.989] | Saying that he can get me fixed up |
| [00:14.532] | He'll take care of everything and |
| [00:17.199] | Tell me I never loved anyone... |
| [00:22.259] | That I could steal ideas |
| [00:25.829] | That I could steal ideas |
| [00:29.620] | That I could steal ideas |
| [00:34.519] | That seem better than my own kind (yeah) |
| [00:53.413] | I drill where it sparks up |
| [00:55.721] | Split through case and collagen |
| [01:00.792] | Say something just to say something |
| [01:03.326] | Make sure I didn't go too far in |
| [01:08.246] | Now I'm replacing all these links in sequences |
| [01:15.747] | It seems things are going my way |
| [01:21.992] | But the picture's weak |
| [01:26.279] | Everything's a copy that I'm copying |
| [01:29.367] | Now the static creeps |
| [01:33.766] | And it replaces you with who- |
| [01:36.809] | I hope I'm not a case study |
| [01:42.500] | I hope they don't put my brain in a tank |
| [01:45.722] | And poke holes in the holes I've made |
| [01:50.007] | I hope they don't find my memory tapes, 'cause |
| [01:53.925] | I grow thorns on my tongue when I speak |
| [01:57.606] | I grow burs on my lungs when I breathe |
| [02:01.448] | I've been selling a pipe dream through my teeth, and now |
| [02:05.622] | I'm buying in because |
| [02:09.911] | It seems so nice |
| [02:11.860] | To reckon you're the good kind |
| [02:18.829] | I reckon I'm a good time |
| [02:21.728] | But I dug too deep |
| [02:25.893] | I ripped up flowers when I wanted weeds |
| [02:28.937] | Now the soil's clean |
| [02:33.967] | And there's nothing left to see |
| [02:36.760] | And the picture's weak |
| [02:40.881] | Everything's a copy that I'm copying |
| [02:44.229] | Now the static creeps |
| [02:48.605] | And it replaces you with who I hoped you'd be |
| [02:54.050] | All I see are photographs |
| [02:59.428] | With faces that don't match your heart at all |
| [03:21.849] | I feel you leaving |
| [03:24.835] | You're missing something |
| [03:28.419] | You're fading quickly |
| [03:31.912] | Oh god... |
| [03:48.485] | I'm only vapor |
| [03:52.235] | A breeze across your lips |
| [03:54.866] | No memory of this |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : Christopher Lawless Christopher Johns Vishnu Anantha Bryn Nieboer |
| [00:01.000] | zuo qu : Christopher Lawless Christopher Johns Vishnu Anantha Bryn Nieboer |
| [00:06.674] | There' s a tick in my membrane |
| [00:08.989] | Saying that he can get me fixed up |
| [00:14.532] | He' ll take care of everything and |
| [00:17.199] | Tell me I never loved anyone. . . |
| [00:22.259] | That I could steal ideas |
| [00:25.829] | That I could steal ideas |
| [00:29.620] | That I could steal ideas |
| [00:34.519] | That seem better than my own kind yeah |
| [00:53.413] | I drill where it sparks up |
| [00:55.721] | Split through case and collagen |
| [01:00.792] | Say something just to say something |
| [01:03.326] | Make sure I didn' t go too far in |
| [01:08.246] | Now I' m replacing all these links in sequences |
| [01:15.747] | It seems things are going my way |
| [01:21.992] | But the picture' s weak |
| [01:26.279] | Everything' s a copy that I' m copying |
| [01:29.367] | Now the static creeps |
| [01:33.766] | And it replaces you with who- |
| [01:36.809] | I hope I' m not a case study |
| [01:42.500] | I hope they don' t put my brain in a tank |
| [01:45.722] | And poke holes in the holes I' ve made |
| [01:50.007] | I hope they don' t find my memory tapes, ' cause |
| [01:53.925] | I grow thorns on my tongue when I speak |
| [01:57.606] | I grow burs on my lungs when I breathe |
| [02:01.448] | I' ve been selling a pipe dream through my teeth, and now |
| [02:05.622] | I' m buying in because |
| [02:09.911] | It seems so nice |
| [02:11.860] | To reckon you' re the good kind |
| [02:18.829] | I reckon I' m a good time |
| [02:21.728] | But I dug too deep |
| [02:25.893] | I ripped up flowers when I wanted weeds |
| [02:28.937] | Now the soil' s clean |
| [02:33.967] | And there' s nothing left to see |
| [02:36.760] | And the picture' s weak |
| [02:40.881] | Everything' s a copy that I' m copying |
| [02:44.229] | Now the static creeps |
| [02:48.605] | And it replaces you with who I hoped you' d be |
| [02:54.050] | All I see are photographs |
| [02:59.428] | With faces that don' t match your heart at all |
| [03:21.849] | I feel you leaving |
| [03:24.835] | You' re missing something |
| [03:28.419] | You' re fading quickly |
| [03:31.912] | Oh god. . . |
| [03:48.485] | I' m only vapor |
| [03:52.235] | A breeze across your lips |
| [03:54.866] | No memory of this |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Christopher Lawless Christopher Johns Vishnu Anantha Bryn Nieboer |
| [00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : Christopher Lawless Christopher Johns Vishnu Anantha Bryn Nieboer |
| [00:06.674] | There' s a tick in my membrane |
| [00:08.989] | Saying that he can get me fixed up |
| [00:14.532] | He' ll take care of everything and |
| [00:17.199] | Tell me I never loved anyone. . . |
| [00:22.259] | That I could steal ideas |
| [00:25.829] | That I could steal ideas |
| [00:29.620] | That I could steal ideas |
| [00:34.519] | That seem better than my own kind yeah |
| [00:53.413] | I drill where it sparks up |
| [00:55.721] | Split through case and collagen |
| [01:00.792] | Say something just to say something |
| [01:03.326] | Make sure I didn' t go too far in |
| [01:08.246] | Now I' m replacing all these links in sequences |
| [01:15.747] | It seems things are going my way |
| [01:21.992] | But the picture' s weak |
| [01:26.279] | Everything' s a copy that I' m copying |
| [01:29.367] | Now the static creeps |
| [01:33.766] | And it replaces you with who- |
| [01:36.809] | I hope I' m not a case study |
| [01:42.500] | I hope they don' t put my brain in a tank |
| [01:45.722] | And poke holes in the holes I' ve made |
| [01:50.007] | I hope they don' t find my memory tapes, ' cause |
| [01:53.925] | I grow thorns on my tongue when I speak |
| [01:57.606] | I grow burs on my lungs when I breathe |
| [02:01.448] | I' ve been selling a pipe dream through my teeth, and now |
| [02:05.622] | I' m buying in because |
| [02:09.911] | It seems so nice |
| [02:11.860] | To reckon you' re the good kind |
| [02:18.829] | I reckon I' m a good time |
| [02:21.728] | But I dug too deep |
| [02:25.893] | I ripped up flowers when I wanted weeds |
| [02:28.937] | Now the soil' s clean |
| [02:33.967] | And there' s nothing left to see |
| [02:36.760] | And the picture' s weak |
| [02:40.881] | Everything' s a copy that I' m copying |
| [02:44.229] | Now the static creeps |
| [02:48.605] | And it replaces you with who I hoped you' d be |
| [02:54.050] | All I see are photographs |
| [02:59.428] | With faces that don' t match your heart at all |
| [03:21.849] | I feel you leaving |
| [03:24.835] | You' re missing something |
| [03:28.419] | You' re fading quickly |
| [03:31.912] | Oh god. . . |
| [03:48.485] | I' m only vapor |
| [03:52.235] | A breeze across your lips |
| [03:54.866] | No memory of this |