Song | Chromatics |
Artist | Diagrams |
Album | Chromatics |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.000] | 作词 : Sam Genders |
[00:00.742] | 作曲 : Sam Genders |
[00:01.485] | |
[00:36.367] | Sometimes the sun is so strong |
[00:38.742] | That I melt down to juice |
[00:45.059] | Swimming myself |
[00:46.587] | In a sticky red pool on the floor |
[00:54.140] | So full of joy |
[00:55.805] | I could burst into Chromatic flame |
[01:03.102] | So beautiful |
[01:04.824] | That I know that I need nothing more |
[01:11.609] | Like a bullet |
[01:13.033] | From muzzle to marrow |
[01:15.347] | We pass through this life |
[01:20.175] | And from cradle to grave |
[01:22.667] | We are lost and confused and deranged |
[01:29.558] | Bombarded by beauty |
[01:32.198] | Belittled and honored and loved |
[01:39.223] | I hope that we get to do it all over again |
[01:47.039] | And when the night comes on |
[01:51.488] | All of us go down quiet eventually |
[01:58.247] | No more worries or cares |
[02:02.652] | Nothing is left |
[02:04.898] | But should we wake up |
[02:08.425] | Warm down in our mother's arms |
[02:14.120] | Listening for radio burst static |
[02:19.174] | That tells us who we are |
[02:25.933] | Are we lonely or not? |
[02:28.203] | Is this thing that we've got worth the risk? |
[02:34.693] | Do we dare to speak up where our true hearts |
[02:38.414] | Like tasteless saltines? |
[02:43.882] | All these infernal ladders to nowhere |
[02:47.522] | Detract from the light |
[02:52.857] | Is it courage I lack |
[02:55.042] | Or a sense of direction in life? |
[03:01.256] | For when the night comes on |
[03:05.800] | All of us go down quiet eventually |
[03:12.612] | No more worries or cares |
[03:17.080] | Nothing is left |
[03:19.498] | But should we wake up |
[03:22.677] | Warm down in our mother's womb |
[03:28.341] | Listening for radio burst static |
[03:33.316] | That tells us who we are |
[03:37.418] | And we will smile and fade |
[03:41.741] | Into the break of day |
[03:46.182] | A tunnel of light |
[03:48.245] | That first desperate cry |
[03:50.872] | Something is good |
[03:53.087] | Just out of sight |
[03:55.293] | Voice in the dark |
[00:00.000] | zuo ci : Sam Genders |
[00:00.742] | zuo qu : Sam Genders |
[00:01.485] | |
[00:36.367] | Sometimes the sun is so strong |
[00:38.742] | That I melt down to juice |
[00:45.059] | Swimming myself |
[00:46.587] | In a sticky red pool on the floor |
[00:54.140] | So full of joy |
[00:55.805] | I could burst into Chromatic flame |
[01:03.102] | So beautiful |
[01:04.824] | That I know that I need nothing more |
[01:11.609] | Like a bullet |
[01:13.033] | From muzzle to marrow |
[01:15.347] | We pass through this life |
[01:20.175] | And from cradle to grave |
[01:22.667] | We are lost and confused and deranged |
[01:29.558] | Bombarded by beauty |
[01:32.198] | Belittled and honored and loved |
[01:39.223] | I hope that we get to do it all over again |
[01:47.039] | And when the night comes on |
[01:51.488] | All of us go down quiet eventually |
[01:58.247] | No more worries or cares |
[02:02.652] | Nothing is left |
[02:04.898] | But should we wake up |
[02:08.425] | Warm down in our mother' s arms |
[02:14.120] | Listening for radio burst static |
[02:19.174] | That tells us who we are |
[02:25.933] | Are we lonely or not? |
[02:28.203] | Is this thing that we' ve got worth the risk? |
[02:34.693] | Do we dare to speak up where our true hearts |
[02:38.414] | Like tasteless saltines? |
[02:43.882] | All these infernal ladders to nowhere |
[02:47.522] | Detract from the light |
[02:52.857] | Is it courage I lack |
[02:55.042] | Or a sense of direction in life? |
[03:01.256] | For when the night comes on |
[03:05.800] | All of us go down quiet eventually |
[03:12.612] | No more worries or cares |
[03:17.080] | Nothing is left |
[03:19.498] | But should we wake up |
[03:22.677] | Warm down in our mother' s womb |
[03:28.341] | Listening for radio burst static |
[03:33.316] | That tells us who we are |
[03:37.418] | And we will smile and fade |
[03:41.741] | Into the break of day |
[03:46.182] | A tunnel of light |
[03:48.245] | That first desperate cry |
[03:50.872] | Something is good |
[03:53.087] | Just out of sight |
[03:55.293] | Voice in the dark |
[00:00.000] | zuò cí : Sam Genders |
[00:00.742] | zuò qǔ : Sam Genders |
[00:01.485] | |
[00:36.367] | Sometimes the sun is so strong |
[00:38.742] | That I melt down to juice |
[00:45.059] | Swimming myself |
[00:46.587] | In a sticky red pool on the floor |
[00:54.140] | So full of joy |
[00:55.805] | I could burst into Chromatic flame |
[01:03.102] | So beautiful |
[01:04.824] | That I know that I need nothing more |
[01:11.609] | Like a bullet |
[01:13.033] | From muzzle to marrow |
[01:15.347] | We pass through this life |
[01:20.175] | And from cradle to grave |
[01:22.667] | We are lost and confused and deranged |
[01:29.558] | Bombarded by beauty |
[01:32.198] | Belittled and honored and loved |
[01:39.223] | I hope that we get to do it all over again |
[01:47.039] | And when the night comes on |
[01:51.488] | All of us go down quiet eventually |
[01:58.247] | No more worries or cares |
[02:02.652] | Nothing is left |
[02:04.898] | But should we wake up |
[02:08.425] | Warm down in our mother' s arms |
[02:14.120] | Listening for radio burst static |
[02:19.174] | That tells us who we are |
[02:25.933] | Are we lonely or not? |
[02:28.203] | Is this thing that we' ve got worth the risk? |
[02:34.693] | Do we dare to speak up where our true hearts |
[02:38.414] | Like tasteless saltines? |
[02:43.882] | All these infernal ladders to nowhere |
[02:47.522] | Detract from the light |
[02:52.857] | Is it courage I lack |
[02:55.042] | Or a sense of direction in life? |
[03:01.256] | For when the night comes on |
[03:05.800] | All of us go down quiet eventually |
[03:12.612] | No more worries or cares |
[03:17.080] | Nothing is left |
[03:19.498] | But should we wake up |
[03:22.677] | Warm down in our mother' s womb |
[03:28.341] | Listening for radio burst static |
[03:33.316] | That tells us who we are |
[03:37.418] | And we will smile and fade |
[03:41.741] | Into the break of day |
[03:46.182] | A tunnel of light |
[03:48.245] | That first desperate cry |
[03:50.872] | Something is good |
[03:53.087] | Just out of sight |
[03:55.293] | Voice in the dark |