Song | Microphones ft. Jesse Cochran |
Artist | Pyramid Scheme |
Album | Microphones |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:50.14] | Will you still come visit me in my dreams? |
[00:54.72] | Drape our bodies with the silver screen |
[00:58.40] | We were made for microphones. |
[01:05.18] | Kick the door in break what you’re entering |
[01:09.56] | Paper thin walls echo as we sing |
[01:13.34] | We were made for microphones. |
[01:21.30] | Dark skies, white lies |
[01:24.79] | Images before us come undone |
[01:28.62] | Sicker than our sickest secrets |
[01:36.14] | Too deep to sleep |
[01:39.78] | When all i ever wanted was the one |
[01:43.66] | I wanted you to help me keep it |
[01:51.72] | Ahhh. |
[01:57.26] | Oh oh |
[01:59.00] | Ahhh. |
[03:04.81] | In a cold war nobody ever wins. |
[03:09.34] | Music is the whore who has no friends |
[03:13.22] | She was made for microphones. |
[03:19.80] | You can buy love borrow it from your soul |
[03:24.39] | When the bank breaks you are not your own |
[03:28.17] | Nowhere left to rest your bones. |
[03:36.09] | White lies, star bright |
[03:39.92] | Images before us come undone |
[03:43.66] | Sicker than our sickest secrets. |
[03:50.98] | Too deep to sleep |
[03:54.67] | When all i ever wanted was some fun |
[03:58.46] | I wanted you to help me keep it. |
[04:06.67] | Ahhh. |
[04:11.89] | Oh oh |
[04:13.83] | Ahhh. |
[00:50.14] | Will you still come visit me in my dreams? |
[00:54.72] | Drape our bodies with the silver screen |
[00:58.40] | We were made for microphones. |
[01:05.18] | Kick the door in break what you' re entering |
[01:09.56] | Paper thin walls echo as we sing |
[01:13.34] | We were made for microphones. |
[01:21.30] | Dark skies, white lies |
[01:24.79] | Images before us come undone |
[01:28.62] | Sicker than our sickest secrets |
[01:36.14] | Too deep to sleep |
[01:39.78] | When all i ever wanted was the one |
[01:43.66] | I wanted you to help me keep it |
[01:51.72] | Ahhh. |
[01:57.26] | Oh oh |
[01:59.00] | Ahhh. |
[03:04.81] | In a cold war nobody ever wins. |
[03:09.34] | Music is the whore who has no friends |
[03:13.22] | She was made for microphones. |
[03:19.80] | You can buy love borrow it from your soul |
[03:24.39] | When the bank breaks you are not your own |
[03:28.17] | Nowhere left to rest your bones. |
[03:36.09] | White lies, star bright |
[03:39.92] | Images before us come undone |
[03:43.66] | Sicker than our sickest secrets. |
[03:50.98] | Too deep to sleep |
[03:54.67] | When all i ever wanted was some fun |
[03:58.46] | I wanted you to help me keep it. |
[04:06.67] | Ahhh. |
[04:11.89] | Oh oh |
[04:13.83] | Ahhh. |
[00:50.14] | Will you still come visit me in my dreams? |
[00:54.72] | Drape our bodies with the silver screen |
[00:58.40] | We were made for microphones. |
[01:05.18] | Kick the door in break what you' re entering |
[01:09.56] | Paper thin walls echo as we sing |
[01:13.34] | We were made for microphones. |
[01:21.30] | Dark skies, white lies |
[01:24.79] | Images before us come undone |
[01:28.62] | Sicker than our sickest secrets |
[01:36.14] | Too deep to sleep |
[01:39.78] | When all i ever wanted was the one |
[01:43.66] | I wanted you to help me keep it |
[01:51.72] | Ahhh. |
[01:57.26] | Oh oh |
[01:59.00] | Ahhh. |
[03:04.81] | In a cold war nobody ever wins. |
[03:09.34] | Music is the whore who has no friends |
[03:13.22] | She was made for microphones. |
[03:19.80] | You can buy love borrow it from your soul |
[03:24.39] | When the bank breaks you are not your own |
[03:28.17] | Nowhere left to rest your bones. |
[03:36.09] | White lies, star bright |
[03:39.92] | Images before us come undone |
[03:43.66] | Sicker than our sickest secrets. |
[03:50.98] | Too deep to sleep |
[03:54.67] | When all i ever wanted was some fun |
[03:58.46] | I wanted you to help me keep it. |
[04:06.67] | Ahhh. |
[04:11.89] | Oh oh |
[04:13.83] | Ahhh. |