| Song | Crutch |
| Artist | Selfish Things |
| Album | Logos |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Andrew Colin Fulk/Alex Biro | |
| 作曲 : Andrew Colin Fulk/Alex Biro | |
| "Come and plant some daisies, | |
| I'll push up all the seeds. | |
| It seems that everything I do I regret | |
| Will my friends still bury me? | |
| I guess I'm trying to be different. | |
| When we all die the same. | |
| I figure I need a crutch that I can blame | |
| Never goes away. (x2) | |
| We're mixed and honed projections, | |
| Reflections we emulate. | |
| I feel like all of the words I try to sing | |
| Just sound contrived and lame. | |
| I guess I'm trying to be different. | |
| When we all die the same. | |
| I figure I need a crutch that I can blame. | |
| Am I meant to dissipate? | |
| Should I bend before I break? | |
| Am I looking for an empty truth that never goes away? | |
| Do we suffer all the same? | |
| Do you think I'm ****ing fake? | |
| Are you looking for an empty truth that never goes away? (x2) | |
| I guess I'm trying to be different. | |
| When we all die the same. | |
| I figure I need a crutch that I can blame. | |
| I'm just so tired of forgiveness. | |
| I'd rather fan every flame. | |
| I figure I need a crutch that I can blame | |
| Never goes away. (x4)" |
| zuo ci : Andrew Colin Fulk Alex Biro | |
| zuo qu : Andrew Colin Fulk Alex Biro | |
| " Come and plant some daisies, | |
| I' ll push up all the seeds. | |
| It seems that everything I do I regret | |
| Will my friends still bury me? | |
| I guess I' m trying to be different. | |
| When we all die the same. | |
| I figure I need a crutch that I can blame | |
| Never goes away. x2 | |
| We' re mixed and honed projections, | |
| Reflections we emulate. | |
| I feel like all of the words I try to sing | |
| Just sound contrived and lame. | |
| I guess I' m trying to be different. | |
| When we all die the same. | |
| I figure I need a crutch that I can blame. | |
| Am I meant to dissipate? | |
| Should I bend before I break? | |
| Am I looking for an empty truth that never goes away? | |
| Do we suffer all the same? | |
| Do you think I' m ing fake? | |
| Are you looking for an empty truth that never goes away? x2 | |
| I guess I' m trying to be different. | |
| When we all die the same. | |
| I figure I need a crutch that I can blame. | |
| I' m just so tired of forgiveness. | |
| I' d rather fan every flame. | |
| I figure I need a crutch that I can blame | |
| Never goes away. x4" |
| zuò cí : Andrew Colin Fulk Alex Biro | |
| zuò qǔ : Andrew Colin Fulk Alex Biro | |
| " Come and plant some daisies, | |
| I' ll push up all the seeds. | |
| It seems that everything I do I regret | |
| Will my friends still bury me? | |
| I guess I' m trying to be different. | |
| When we all die the same. | |
| I figure I need a crutch that I can blame | |
| Never goes away. x2 | |
| We' re mixed and honed projections, | |
| Reflections we emulate. | |
| I feel like all of the words I try to sing | |
| Just sound contrived and lame. | |
| I guess I' m trying to be different. | |
| When we all die the same. | |
| I figure I need a crutch that I can blame. | |
| Am I meant to dissipate? | |
| Should I bend before I break? | |
| Am I looking for an empty truth that never goes away? | |
| Do we suffer all the same? | |
| Do you think I' m ing fake? | |
| Are you looking for an empty truth that never goes away? x2 | |
| I guess I' m trying to be different. | |
| When we all die the same. | |
| I figure I need a crutch that I can blame. | |
| I' m just so tired of forgiveness. | |
| I' d rather fan every flame. | |
| I figure I need a crutch that I can blame | |
| Never goes away. x4" |