| Song | What's My Satisfaction |
| Artist | Nothing's Carved In Stone |
| Album | Strangers In Heaven |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Nothing's Carved In Stone |
| [00:01.00] | 作词 : Nothing's Carved In Stone |
| [00:07.32] | |
| [00:27.90] | As we decay and deflate and disappear |
| [00:31.73] | I can't hear |
| [00:33.30] | It's biting in to my skin |
| [00:35.91] | You look alive, tell me why |
| [00:38.59] | We're like a pig, overweight |
| [00:41.43] | Paralysis |
| [00:42.50] | Vertigo |
| [00:44.10] | I call it Art, do you know |
| [00:46.69] | Whatever it's satisfaction |
| [00:49.68] | |
| [00:50.15] | You never turn around |
| [00:52.23] | but then I found that you were always here |
| [00:56.66] | Finding |
| [00:58.16] | Although it was too late |
| [01:02.47] | Trying to make a point you raise your voice |
| [01:06.13] | but they don't understand |
| [01:09.12] | My friends look upon with blank faces |
| [01:15.38] | |
| [01:25.62] | As we decay and deflate and disappear |
| [01:29.36] | I can't hear |
| [01:30.92] | I'm having fun, oh god why? |
| [01:33.58] | You see me with detestation |
| [01:36.62] | |
| [01:36.93] | You never turn around |
| [01:39.02] | but then I found that you were always here |
| [01:43.39] | Finding |
| [01:45.01] | Although it was too late |
| [01:49.22] | Trying to make a point you raise your voice |
| [01:53.06] | but they don't understand |
| [01:55.79] | My friends look upon with blank faces |
| [02:02.33] | |
| [02:58.21] | The candle wastes away |
| [03:04.46] | The fire slightly wavers |
| [03:10.76] | Inside a tiny room |
| [03:16.83] | A pretty monster's showing off |
| [03:22.80] | The candle wastes away |
| [03:29.17] | The fire slightly wavers |
| [03:35.37] | Inside a tiny room |
| [03:41.61] | A pretty monster's showing off |
| [03:47.60] | |
| [03:49.08] | You never turn around |
| [03:51.11] | but then I found that you were always here |
| [03:55.46] | Finding |
| [03:56.97] | Although it was too late |
| [04:01.34] | Trying to make a point you raise your voice |
| [04:04.95] | but they don't understand |
| [04:07.80] | My friends look upon with no love |
| [04:13.73] | You never turn around |
| [04:15.83] | but then I found that you were always here |
| [04:20.18] | Finding |
| [04:21.74] | Although it was too late |
| [04:26.07] | Trying to make a point you raise your voice |
| [04:29.69] | but they don't understand |
| [04:32.58] | My friends look upon with blank faces |
| [04:39.12] | |
| [04:41.74] |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Nothing' s Carved In Stone |
| [00:01.00] | zuo ci : Nothing' s Carved In Stone |
| [00:07.32] | |
| [00:27.90] | As we decay and deflate and disappear |
| [00:31.73] | I can' t hear |
| [00:33.30] | It' s biting in to my skin |
| [00:35.91] | You look alive, tell me why |
| [00:38.59] | We' re like a pig, overweight |
| [00:41.43] | Paralysis |
| [00:42.50] | Vertigo |
| [00:44.10] | I call it Art, do you know |
| [00:46.69] | Whatever it' s satisfaction |
| [00:49.68] | |
| [00:50.15] | You never turn around |
| [00:52.23] | but then I found that you were always here |
| [00:56.66] | Finding |
| [00:58.16] | Although it was too late |
| [01:02.47] | Trying to make a point you raise your voice |
| [01:06.13] | but they don' t understand |
| [01:09.12] | My friends look upon with blank faces |
| [01:15.38] | |
| [01:25.62] | As we decay and deflate and disappear |
| [01:29.36] | I can' t hear |
| [01:30.92] | I' m having fun, oh god why? |
| [01:33.58] | You see me with detestation |
| [01:36.62] | |
| [01:36.93] | You never turn around |
| [01:39.02] | but then I found that you were always here |
| [01:43.39] | Finding |
| [01:45.01] | Although it was too late |
| [01:49.22] | Trying to make a point you raise your voice |
| [01:53.06] | but they don' t understand |
| [01:55.79] | My friends look upon with blank faces |
| [02:02.33] | |
| [02:58.21] | The candle wastes away |
| [03:04.46] | The fire slightly wavers |
| [03:10.76] | Inside a tiny room |
| [03:16.83] | A pretty monster' s showing off |
| [03:22.80] | The candle wastes away |
| [03:29.17] | The fire slightly wavers |
| [03:35.37] | Inside a tiny room |
| [03:41.61] | A pretty monster' s showing off |
| [03:47.60] | |
| [03:49.08] | You never turn around |
| [03:51.11] | but then I found that you were always here |
| [03:55.46] | Finding |
| [03:56.97] | Although it was too late |
| [04:01.34] | Trying to make a point you raise your voice |
| [04:04.95] | but they don' t understand |
| [04:07.80] | My friends look upon with no love |
| [04:13.73] | You never turn around |
| [04:15.83] | but then I found that you were always here |
| [04:20.18] | Finding |
| [04:21.74] | Although it was too late |
| [04:26.07] | Trying to make a point you raise your voice |
| [04:29.69] | but they don' t understand |
| [04:32.58] | My friends look upon with blank faces |
| [04:39.12] | |
| [04:41.74] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Nothing' s Carved In Stone |
| [00:01.00] | zuò cí : Nothing' s Carved In Stone |
| [00:07.32] | |
| [00:27.90] | As we decay and deflate and disappear |
| [00:31.73] | I can' t hear |
| [00:33.30] | It' s biting in to my skin |
| [00:35.91] | You look alive, tell me why |
| [00:38.59] | We' re like a pig, overweight |
| [00:41.43] | Paralysis |
| [00:42.50] | Vertigo |
| [00:44.10] | I call it Art, do you know |
| [00:46.69] | Whatever it' s satisfaction |
| [00:49.68] | |
| [00:50.15] | You never turn around |
| [00:52.23] | but then I found that you were always here |
| [00:56.66] | Finding |
| [00:58.16] | Although it was too late |
| [01:02.47] | Trying to make a point you raise your voice |
| [01:06.13] | but they don' t understand |
| [01:09.12] | My friends look upon with blank faces |
| [01:15.38] | |
| [01:25.62] | As we decay and deflate and disappear |
| [01:29.36] | I can' t hear |
| [01:30.92] | I' m having fun, oh god why? |
| [01:33.58] | You see me with detestation |
| [01:36.62] | |
| [01:36.93] | You never turn around |
| [01:39.02] | but then I found that you were always here |
| [01:43.39] | Finding |
| [01:45.01] | Although it was too late |
| [01:49.22] | Trying to make a point you raise your voice |
| [01:53.06] | but they don' t understand |
| [01:55.79] | My friends look upon with blank faces |
| [02:02.33] | |
| [02:58.21] | The candle wastes away |
| [03:04.46] | The fire slightly wavers |
| [03:10.76] | Inside a tiny room |
| [03:16.83] | A pretty monster' s showing off |
| [03:22.80] | The candle wastes away |
| [03:29.17] | The fire slightly wavers |
| [03:35.37] | Inside a tiny room |
| [03:41.61] | A pretty monster' s showing off |
| [03:47.60] | |
| [03:49.08] | You never turn around |
| [03:51.11] | but then I found that you were always here |
| [03:55.46] | Finding |
| [03:56.97] | Although it was too late |
| [04:01.34] | Trying to make a point you raise your voice |
| [04:04.95] | but they don' t understand |
| [04:07.80] | My friends look upon with no love |
| [04:13.73] | You never turn around |
| [04:15.83] | but then I found that you were always here |
| [04:20.18] | Finding |
| [04:21.74] | Although it was too late |
| [04:26.07] | Trying to make a point you raise your voice |
| [04:29.69] | but they don' t understand |
| [04:32.58] | My friends look upon with blank faces |
| [04:39.12] | |
| [04:41.74] |