Song | Hello My Name Is Euphoria |
Artist | Burden of a Day |
Album | Pilots and Paper Planes |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Burden Of A Day | |
To view the world through the bottom of an empty glass | |
These blurred images of smiles of so-called friends | |
You're so tired | |
The weight of the room is set to strangle | |
Her arms go limp and so she closed her eyes | |
This always happens in the night | |
It happens every single time | |
You feel the turning of the knife | |
In your gut and neon blinds your eyes | |
Sing the song of sorrow | |
The past is no tomorrow | |
Starting now there will be a brand new day | |
Cut deep, scars bleed; | |
These wounds will heal | |
The memories will fade away (x2) | |
You said the nights were too long, | |
But with bloody knuckles we carried on | |
You said the lights were too bright | |
In your eyes and sang your sad songs | |
We buckled down and broke the bottles spilling dreams across the street | |
Erase the images the pitter pat of tiny feet. | |
Sing the song of sorrow | |
The past is no tomorrow | |
Starting now there will be a brand new day |
zuo qu : Burden Of A Day | |
To view the world through the bottom of an empty glass | |
These blurred images of smiles of socalled friends | |
You' re so tired | |
The weight of the room is set to strangle | |
Her arms go limp and so she closed her eyes | |
This always happens in the night | |
It happens every single time | |
You feel the turning of the knife | |
In your gut and neon blinds your eyes | |
Sing the song of sorrow | |
The past is no tomorrow | |
Starting now there will be a brand new day | |
Cut deep, scars bleed | |
These wounds will heal | |
The memories will fade away x2 | |
You said the nights were too long, | |
But with bloody knuckles we carried on | |
You said the lights were too bright | |
In your eyes and sang your sad songs | |
We buckled down and broke the bottles spilling dreams across the street | |
Erase the images the pitter pat of tiny feet. | |
Sing the song of sorrow | |
The past is no tomorrow | |
Starting now there will be a brand new day |
zuò qǔ : Burden Of A Day | |
To view the world through the bottom of an empty glass | |
These blurred images of smiles of socalled friends | |
You' re so tired | |
The weight of the room is set to strangle | |
Her arms go limp and so she closed her eyes | |
This always happens in the night | |
It happens every single time | |
You feel the turning of the knife | |
In your gut and neon blinds your eyes | |
Sing the song of sorrow | |
The past is no tomorrow | |
Starting now there will be a brand new day | |
Cut deep, scars bleed | |
These wounds will heal | |
The memories will fade away x2 | |
You said the nights were too long, | |
But with bloody knuckles we carried on | |
You said the lights were too bright | |
In your eyes and sang your sad songs | |
We buckled down and broke the bottles spilling dreams across the street | |
Erase the images the pitter pat of tiny feet. | |
Sing the song of sorrow | |
The past is no tomorrow | |
Starting now there will be a brand new day |