Song | Birdmen |
Artist | Felt |
Album | Crumbling the Antiseptic Beauty |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Deebank, Hayward | |
A messenger reads | |
From the books of old | |
And how come they never stop | |
That's what we said | |
Inscriptions proclaim | |
That they were wrote for us | |
The servant arrives | |
As he ...? | |
Can we die | |
Or if we stay | |
And how can you catch | |
...? | |
And how can you watch | |
...? all your friends | |
How can we guide this day | |
To become a day when we talk - no more | |
To become a day when we steal - what's more | |
To become what we were looking for | |
A ? walks | |
From the past he talk | |
... ? | |
... ? | |
And we can live ? outer space | |
... ? | |
A ? rides | |
He's got glass in his eyes | |
The fancy dress begins | |
Colonels in disguise | |
And how can you tell | |
A man goes overboard | |
And how can you tell | |
A man has lost his mind | |
And how can we guide this day | |
To become a day when we talk - no more | |
To become a day when we steal - what's more | |
To become what we were looking for - no more |
zuo ci : Deebank, Hayward | |
A messenger reads | |
From the books of old | |
And how come they never stop | |
That' s what we said | |
Inscriptions proclaim | |
That they were wrote for us | |
The servant arrives | |
As he ...? | |
Can we die | |
Or if we stay | |
And how can you catch | |
...? | |
And how can you watch | |
...? all your friends | |
How can we guide this day | |
To become a day when we talk no more | |
To become a day when we steal what' s more | |
To become what we were looking for | |
A nbsp? walks | |
From the past he talk | |
... nbsp? | |
... nbsp? | |
And we can live nbsp? outer space | |
... nbsp? | |
A nbsp? rides | |
He' s got glass in his eyes | |
The fancy dress begins | |
Colonels in disguise | |
And how can you tell | |
A man goes overboard | |
And how can you tell | |
A man has lost his mind | |
And how can we guide this day | |
To become a day when we talk no more | |
To become a day when we steal what' s more | |
To become what we were looking for no more |
zuò cí : Deebank, Hayward | |
A messenger reads | |
From the books of old | |
And how come they never stop | |
That' s what we said | |
Inscriptions proclaim | |
That they were wrote for us | |
The servant arrives | |
As he ...? | |
Can we die | |
Or if we stay | |
And how can you catch | |
...? | |
And how can you watch | |
...? all your friends | |
How can we guide this day | |
To become a day when we talk no more | |
To become a day when we steal what' s more | |
To become what we were looking for | |
A nbsp? walks | |
From the past he talk | |
... nbsp? | |
... nbsp? | |
And we can live nbsp? outer space | |
... nbsp? | |
A nbsp? rides | |
He' s got glass in his eyes | |
The fancy dress begins | |
Colonels in disguise | |
And how can you tell | |
A man goes overboard | |
And how can you tell | |
A man has lost his mind | |
And how can we guide this day | |
To become a day when we talk no more | |
To become a day when we steal what' s more | |
To become what we were looking for no more |