作曲 : Nower | |
作词 : Nower | |
What is your pride, meaning your life | |
Feel the fever coming | |
Makes me want to thinking | |
What is gone is over, what you are a loser | |
Look in that mirror, your face, your disease | |
You take it, you name it, you know it | |
You love it, you kill it, you miss it | |
You want me to help | |
You get it, you feel it, you play it | |
You hate it, you throw it, you lost it | |
You want me to help | |
Fate is your time machine | |
07 Goodness Sake | |
We live in a dying dream | |
World is full of waste | |
We need to wake for goodness sake | |
What's the deal with my brain | |
Mind is full of waste | |
My game is only you and me | |
Now is the time to cry, the cold wind blow | |
Follow you back time, my heart is broke |
zuo qu : Nower | |
zuo ci : Nower | |
What is your pride, meaning your life | |
Feel the fever coming | |
Makes me want to thinking | |
What is gone is over, what you are a loser | |
Look in that mirror, your face, your disease | |
You take it, you name it, you know it | |
You love it, you kill it, you miss it | |
You want me to help | |
You get it, you feel it, you play it | |
You hate it, you throw it, you lost it | |
You want me to help | |
Fate is your time machine | |
07 Goodness Sake | |
We live in a dying dream | |
World is full of waste | |
We need to wake for goodness sake | |
What' s the deal with my brain | |
Mind is full of waste | |
My game is only you and me | |
Now is the time to cry, the cold wind blow | |
Follow you back time, my heart is broke |
zuò qǔ : Nower | |
zuò cí : Nower | |
What is your pride, meaning your life | |
Feel the fever coming | |
Makes me want to thinking | |
What is gone is over, what you are a loser | |
Look in that mirror, your face, your disease | |
You take it, you name it, you know it | |
You love it, you kill it, you miss it | |
You want me to help | |
You get it, you feel it, you play it | |
You hate it, you throw it, you lost it | |
You want me to help | |
Fate is your time machine | |
07 Goodness Sake | |
We live in a dying dream | |
World is full of waste | |
We need to wake for goodness sake | |
What' s the deal with my brain | |
Mind is full of waste | |
My game is only you and me | |
Now is the time to cry, the cold wind blow | |
Follow you back time, my heart is broke |