Spirals Lyrics
| Song | Spirals |
| Artist | Hate It Too |
| Album | Lampshading |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Marc-Antoine Dionne | |
| 作曲 : Marc-Antoine Dionne | |
| Broken pieces on the shelves | |
| The mangled wreckage of ourselves | |
| I could turn my back on them | |
| If it wasn't for the name | |
| I see spirals around the room | |
| Is it all just a dream? | |
| It’s still messing with my head | |
| A single thought to start a thread | |
| It leaked before, it's dripping now | |
| Some things just flow, while others drown | |
| You don't get to move, or make a sound | |
| The nurse will show you around | |
| I can see it now, the falling casket | |
| Cheer up, go smile and wave to them all | |
| Trapped in this conjecture | |
| Who the **** let us in? | |
| I can barely hear the lecture | |
| Over the voices in my head | |
| The motivation, well this is all I seek | |
| Slowly happening to me | |
| The paranoia, despise the state I’m in | |
| I will see you way down the road | |
| It leaked before, still dripping now | |
| Some things just flow, while others drown | |
| You don't get to move, or make a sound | |
| The nurse is watching around | |
| Way under the ground, the fallen casket | |
| Cheer up, go smile and wave to them all | |
| The motivation, well this is all I seek | |
| Slowly happening to me | |
| The paranoia, despise the state I’m in | |
| I will see you way down the road | |
| I held my head [for ransom] | |
| Pass out or take off, the dust will settle | |
| I can feel it, mind over matter | |
| The preacher, the master, the moron, the bitch | |
| Throw 'em in the ****ing ditch | |
| Whatever you said | |
| It's all in my head | |
| It sounds like a no-brainer | |
| I'll give you some time | |
| I'm running away | |
| Tripping on my failures |
| zuo ci : Marc-Antoine Dionne | |
| zuo qu : Marc-Antoine Dionne | |
| Broken pieces on the shelves | |
| The mangled wreckage of ourselves | |
| I could turn my back on them | |
| If it wasn' t for the name | |
| I see spirals around the room | |
| Is it all just a dream? | |
| It' s still messing with my head | |
| A single thought to start a thread | |
| It leaked before, it' s dripping now | |
| Some things just flow, while others drown | |
| You don' t get to move, or make a sound | |
| The nurse will show you around | |
| I can see it now, the falling casket | |
| Cheer up, go smile and wave to them all | |
| Trapped in this conjecture | |
| Who the let us in? | |
| I can barely hear the lecture | |
| Over the voices in my head | |
| The motivation, well this is all I seek | |
| Slowly happening to me | |
| The paranoia, despise the state I' m in | |
| I will see you way down the road | |
| It leaked before, still dripping now | |
| Some things just flow, while others drown | |
| You don' t get to move, or make a sound | |
| The nurse is watching around | |
| Way under the ground, the fallen casket | |
| Cheer up, go smile and wave to them all | |
| The motivation, well this is all I seek | |
| Slowly happening to me | |
| The paranoia, despise the state I' m in | |
| I will see you way down the road | |
| I held my head for ransom | |
| Pass out or take off, the dust will settle | |
| I can feel it, mind over matter | |
| The preacher, the master, the moron, the bitch | |
| Throw ' em in the ing ditch | |
| Whatever you said | |
| It' s all in my head | |
| It sounds like a no-brainer | |
| I' ll give you some time | |
| I' m running away | |
| Tripping on my failures |
| zuò cí : Marc-Antoine Dionne | |
| zuò qǔ : Marc-Antoine Dionne | |
| Broken pieces on the shelves | |
| The mangled wreckage of ourselves | |
| I could turn my back on them | |
| If it wasn' t for the name | |
| I see spirals around the room | |
| Is it all just a dream? | |
| It' s still messing with my head | |
| A single thought to start a thread | |
| It leaked before, it' s dripping now | |
| Some things just flow, while others drown | |
| You don' t get to move, or make a sound | |
| The nurse will show you around | |
| I can see it now, the falling casket | |
| Cheer up, go smile and wave to them all | |
| Trapped in this conjecture | |
| Who the let us in? | |
| I can barely hear the lecture | |
| Over the voices in my head | |
| The motivation, well this is all I seek | |
| Slowly happening to me | |
| The paranoia, despise the state I' m in | |
| I will see you way down the road | |
| It leaked before, still dripping now | |
| Some things just flow, while others drown | |
| You don' t get to move, or make a sound | |
| The nurse is watching around | |
| Way under the ground, the fallen casket | |
| Cheer up, go smile and wave to them all | |
| The motivation, well this is all I seek | |
| Slowly happening to me | |
| The paranoia, despise the state I' m in | |
| I will see you way down the road | |
| I held my head for ransom | |
| Pass out or take off, the dust will settle | |
| I can feel it, mind over matter | |
| The preacher, the master, the moron, the bitch | |
| Throw ' em in the ing ditch | |
| Whatever you said | |
| It' s all in my head | |
| It sounds like a no-brainer | |
| I' ll give you some time | |
| I' m running away | |
| Tripping on my failures |
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