Song | Observatory Mansions |
Artist | Nicole Dollanganger |
Album | Observatory Mansions |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
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[00:19.13] | Time scurries away from us like field mice |
[00:36.14] | Out through the holes in our walls |
[00:45.63] | Lost to the dark night |
[00:55.16] | Heal me up again |
[01:10.10] | Everything I love gathers dust inside my chest |
[01:18.22] | And all the love lost was the love that I kept |
[01:26.35] | In coffins and boxes, a museum of the dead |
[01:34.88] | It’s time I let go, let the darkness claim them |
[01:46.13] | Heal me up again |
[02:02.89] | Heal me up again |
[02:16.76] | Carved out of chalk, out of wax, out of wood |
[02:24.93] | Saints, dolls and angels, in pews they all stood |
[02:33.36] | They said it’s time to give all that I’ve found |
[02:41.73] | It’s time to give it back to the ground |
[02:50.68] | And one day they will knock |
[02:55.82] | The buildings down |
[03:00.16] | Like vomit, our ghosts |
[03:04.24] | Will all spill out |
[03:07.52] | And one day they will knock |
[03:12.58] | The buildings down |
[03:16.91] | Like vomit, our ghosts |
[03:21.19] | Will all spill out |
ti: | |
ar: | |
al: | |
[00:19.13] | Time scurries away from us like field mice |
[00:36.14] | Out through the holes in our walls |
[00:45.63] | Lost to the dark night |
[00:55.16] | Heal me up again |
[01:10.10] | Everything I love gathers dust inside my chest |
[01:18.22] | And all the love lost was the love that I kept |
[01:26.35] | In coffins and boxes, a museum of the dead |
[01:34.88] | It' s time I let go, let the darkness claim them |
[01:46.13] | Heal me up again |
[02:02.89] | Heal me up again |
[02:16.76] | Carved out of chalk, out of wax, out of wood |
[02:24.93] | Saints, dolls and angels, in pews they all stood |
[02:33.36] | They said it' s time to give all that I' ve found |
[02:41.73] | It' s time to give it back to the ground |
[02:50.68] | And one day they will knock |
[02:55.82] | The buildings down |
[03:00.16] | Like vomit, our ghosts |
[03:04.24] | Will all spill out |
[03:07.52] | And one day they will knock |
[03:12.58] | The buildings down |
[03:16.91] | Like vomit, our ghosts |
[03:21.19] | Will all spill out |
ti: | |
ar: | |
al: | |
[00:19.13] | Time scurries away from us like field mice |
[00:36.14] | Out through the holes in our walls |
[00:45.63] | Lost to the dark night |
[00:55.16] | Heal me up again |
[01:10.10] | Everything I love gathers dust inside my chest |
[01:18.22] | And all the love lost was the love that I kept |
[01:26.35] | In coffins and boxes, a museum of the dead |
[01:34.88] | It' s time I let go, let the darkness claim them |
[01:46.13] | Heal me up again |
[02:02.89] | Heal me up again |
[02:16.76] | Carved out of chalk, out of wax, out of wood |
[02:24.93] | Saints, dolls and angels, in pews they all stood |
[02:33.36] | They said it' s time to give all that I' ve found |
[02:41.73] | It' s time to give it back to the ground |
[02:50.68] | And one day they will knock |
[02:55.82] | The buildings down |
[03:00.16] | Like vomit, our ghosts |
[03:04.24] | Will all spill out |
[03:07.52] | And one day they will knock |
[03:12.58] | The buildings down |
[03:16.91] | Like vomit, our ghosts |
[03:21.19] | Will all spill out |