Song | Born Alone |
Artist | Wilco |
Album | Roadcase 022 - 2013-04-13 Tokyo, JP |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Artist:wilco | |
Songs Title:born alone | |
I have heard the wall and worried of the gospel | |
Ferry faust it crossed a void | |
I have married broken spoke charging smoke wheels | |
Spit and swallowed opioids | |
I am the driver at the wheel of the order | |
Marching circles at the gate | |
My eyes have seen the fury | |
So flattered by fate | |
Tonight I'd rather count the warm fuse? | |
Subtract the silence of myself | |
I would rather choose a million mind of mystery | |
Be just the rigor for my health | |
I wonder why strange rhymes overpower me | |
Toss the chimneys in the sea | |
I believe I've seen the finger | |
To hide extremity | |
Please come closer to the feather smooth lens fry | |
Sadness is my luxury | |
Will you wear torn the cold come before I die | |
More aware of it than me | |
Without the glowing stone | |
The kids are unabashed | |
Loneliness postponed | |
My eyes deceiving glory | |
I was born to die alone | |
Alone |
Artist: wilco | |
Songs Title: born alone | |
I have heard the wall and worried of the gospel | |
Ferry faust it crossed a void | |
I have married broken spoke charging smoke wheels | |
Spit and swallowed opioids | |
I am the driver at the wheel of the order | |
Marching circles at the gate | |
My eyes have seen the fury | |
So flattered by fate | |
Tonight I' d rather count the warm fuse? | |
Subtract the silence of myself | |
I would rather choose a million mind of mystery | |
Be just the rigor for my health | |
I wonder why strange rhymes overpower me | |
Toss the chimneys in the sea | |
I believe I' ve seen the finger | |
To hide extremity | |
Please come closer to the feather smooth lens fry | |
Sadness is my luxury | |
Will you wear torn the cold come before I die | |
More aware of it than me | |
Without the glowing stone | |
The kids are unabashed | |
Loneliness postponed | |
My eyes deceiving glory | |
I was born to die alone | |
Alone |
Artist: wilco | |
Songs Title: born alone | |
I have heard the wall and worried of the gospel | |
Ferry faust it crossed a void | |
I have married broken spoke charging smoke wheels | |
Spit and swallowed opioids | |
I am the driver at the wheel of the order | |
Marching circles at the gate | |
My eyes have seen the fury | |
So flattered by fate | |
Tonight I' d rather count the warm fuse? | |
Subtract the silence of myself | |
I would rather choose a million mind of mystery | |
Be just the rigor for my health | |
I wonder why strange rhymes overpower me | |
Toss the chimneys in the sea | |
I believe I' ve seen the finger | |
To hide extremity | |
Please come closer to the feather smooth lens fry | |
Sadness is my luxury | |
Will you wear torn the cold come before I die | |
More aware of it than me | |
Without the glowing stone | |
The kids are unabashed | |
Loneliness postponed | |
My eyes deceiving glory | |
I was born to die alone | |
Alone |