| Song | Toska |
| Artist | Curses |
| Album | Chapter II: Bloom |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : David Nicewander/Shane Cyrus/Kevin Fry/Brandon Casto/Michael Olivares |
| [00:01.00] | 作曲 : David Nicewander/Shane Cyrus/Kevin Fry/Brandon Casto/Michael Olivares |
| [00:28.65] | The empty shell of a barely beating heart. |
| [00:29.49] | The subtle sound of solemn whisper. |
| [00:35.52] | This motion is a notion of a memory. |
| [00:40.08] | The crushing weight behind your voice. |
| [00:40.77] | Night light skies, vacant eyes, the lonely drives. |
| [00:42.87] | Thinking in one ear and out the other side. |
| [00:44.49] | In my dreams, breathing, seeking. |
| [00:47.04] | Chasing that golden arrow, whispering through the breeze. |
| [00:51.54] | And in my absence will memory mistake the truth? |
| [00:54.96] | So what do I have left? (To take back with me?) |
| [01:01.47] | What do I owe and how will I know if the stars |
| [01:04.83] | Still align without you? |
| [01:05.49] | I crumbled back into oblivion. |
| [01:09.48] | How did I ever fall so far away? (So far away from you.) |
| [01:21.39] | I’m tripping through the maze in my mind. |
| [01:26.97] | I can’t stop the cycle. |
| [01:27.51] | My own reflection in the mirror is mocking me. |
| [01:29.13] | I can’t remember the last time I anchored my feet. |
| [01:31.62] | So close my eyes and turn me over to the concrete. |
| [01:35.49] | Satisfy the demon that fuels my defeat, fueling deceit. |
| [01:38.85] | The empty shell of a barely beating heart. |
| [02:01.32] | The subtle sound of solemn whisper. |
| [02:06.51] | This single motion is a notion of a memory. |
| [02:13.05] | The crushing weight behind your voice. |
| [02:14.10] | It still bleeds. I’m not reaching. |
| [02:39.18] | Can’t escape this feeling of constant pressure. |
| [02:45.36] | So what do I have left? (To take back with me?) |
| [02:56.10] | What do I owe and how will I know if the stars |
| [02:57.03] | still align without you? |
| [02:58.56] | I crumbled back into oblivion. |
| [03:07.02] | How did I ever fall so far away? (So far away from you.) |
| [03:42.00] | Over and over again I try to tell myself that I’m fine. |
| [03:44.97] | That I’m prepared to lose a part of me outside what’s mine. |
| [03:49.08] | I can’t take it back and now it’s all in the past. |
| [03:51.21] | I’ll find the rest I’m longing for, so turn me over to the concrete. |
| [03:53.13] | Relieve me of this tension, **** another lonely story. |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : David Nicewander Shane Cyrus Kevin Fry Brandon Casto Michael Olivares |
| [00:01.00] | zuo qu : David Nicewander Shane Cyrus Kevin Fry Brandon Casto Michael Olivares |
| [00:28.65] | The empty shell of a barely beating heart. |
| [00:29.49] | The subtle sound of solemn whisper. |
| [00:35.52] | This motion is a notion of a memory. |
| [00:40.08] | The crushing weight behind your voice. |
| [00:40.77] | Night light skies, vacant eyes, the lonely drives. |
| [00:42.87] | Thinking in one ear and out the other side. |
| [00:44.49] | In my dreams, breathing, seeking. |
| [00:47.04] | Chasing that golden arrow, whispering through the breeze. |
| [00:51.54] | And in my absence will memory mistake the truth? |
| [00:54.96] | So what do I have left? To take back with me? |
| [01:01.47] | What do I owe and how will I know if the stars |
| [01:04.83] | Still align without you? |
| [01:05.49] | I crumbled back into oblivion. |
| [01:09.48] | How did I ever fall so far away? So far away from you. |
| [01:21.39] | I' m tripping through the maze in my mind. |
| [01:26.97] | I can' t stop the cycle. |
| [01:27.51] | My own reflection in the mirror is mocking me. |
| [01:29.13] | I can' t remember the last time I anchored my feet. |
| [01:31.62] | So close my eyes and turn me over to the concrete. |
| [01:35.49] | Satisfy the demon that fuels my defeat, fueling deceit. |
| [01:38.85] | The empty shell of a barely beating heart. |
| [02:01.32] | The subtle sound of solemn whisper. |
| [02:06.51] | This single motion is a notion of a memory. |
| [02:13.05] | The crushing weight behind your voice. |
| [02:14.10] | It still bleeds. I' m not reaching. |
| [02:39.18] | Can' t escape this feeling of constant pressure. |
| [02:45.36] | So what do I have left? To take back with me? |
| [02:56.10] | What do I owe and how will I know if the stars |
| [02:57.03] | still align without you? |
| [02:58.56] | I crumbled back into oblivion. |
| [03:07.02] | How did I ever fall so far away? So far away from you. |
| [03:42.00] | Over and over again I try to tell myself that I' m fine. |
| [03:44.97] | That I' m prepared to lose a part of me outside what' s mine. |
| [03:49.08] | I can' t take it back and now it' s all in the past. |
| [03:51.21] | I' ll find the rest I' m longing for, so turn me over to the concrete. |
| [03:53.13] | Relieve me of this tension, another lonely story. |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : David Nicewander Shane Cyrus Kevin Fry Brandon Casto Michael Olivares |
| [00:01.00] | zuò qǔ : David Nicewander Shane Cyrus Kevin Fry Brandon Casto Michael Olivares |
| [00:28.65] | The empty shell of a barely beating heart. |
| [00:29.49] | The subtle sound of solemn whisper. |
| [00:35.52] | This motion is a notion of a memory. |
| [00:40.08] | The crushing weight behind your voice. |
| [00:40.77] | Night light skies, vacant eyes, the lonely drives. |
| [00:42.87] | Thinking in one ear and out the other side. |
| [00:44.49] | In my dreams, breathing, seeking. |
| [00:47.04] | Chasing that golden arrow, whispering through the breeze. |
| [00:51.54] | And in my absence will memory mistake the truth? |
| [00:54.96] | So what do I have left? To take back with me? |
| [01:01.47] | What do I owe and how will I know if the stars |
| [01:04.83] | Still align without you? |
| [01:05.49] | I crumbled back into oblivion. |
| [01:09.48] | How did I ever fall so far away? So far away from you. |
| [01:21.39] | I' m tripping through the maze in my mind. |
| [01:26.97] | I can' t stop the cycle. |
| [01:27.51] | My own reflection in the mirror is mocking me. |
| [01:29.13] | I can' t remember the last time I anchored my feet. |
| [01:31.62] | So close my eyes and turn me over to the concrete. |
| [01:35.49] | Satisfy the demon that fuels my defeat, fueling deceit. |
| [01:38.85] | The empty shell of a barely beating heart. |
| [02:01.32] | The subtle sound of solemn whisper. |
| [02:06.51] | This single motion is a notion of a memory. |
| [02:13.05] | The crushing weight behind your voice. |
| [02:14.10] | It still bleeds. I' m not reaching. |
| [02:39.18] | Can' t escape this feeling of constant pressure. |
| [02:45.36] | So what do I have left? To take back with me? |
| [02:56.10] | What do I owe and how will I know if the stars |
| [02:57.03] | still align without you? |
| [02:58.56] | I crumbled back into oblivion. |
| [03:07.02] | How did I ever fall so far away? So far away from you. |
| [03:42.00] | Over and over again I try to tell myself that I' m fine. |
| [03:44.97] | That I' m prepared to lose a part of me outside what' s mine. |
| [03:49.08] | I can' t take it back and now it' s all in the past. |
| [03:51.21] | I' ll find the rest I' m longing for, so turn me over to the concrete. |
| [03:53.13] | Relieve me of this tension, another lonely story. |