| Song | Henry Greene |
| Artist | Ghosty |
| Album | Grow Up or Sleep In |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Connor | |
| Henry Greene | |
| You could die, it might be easier but | |
| There's no one who'll ever want to take your life | |
| Because you're there and you exist for a reason | |
| So far away | |
| You're the standard and you're a picture | |
| And everyone wants to be like you - so unafraid | |
| And everyone wants to be like you - so unashamed | |
| But you know last night I tried to do it | |
| Only got halfway | |
| Seems like the world is always pushing me away | |
| But that's not true | |
| So why are spotlights always on you? | |
| When ideas inside of us | |
| Mean so much more than words from your mouth | |
| So why do we do this? | |
| Armies fight and they die so that | |
| I'll have the right to ignorant dreams | |
| Sometimes the caves fall in on me | |
| Sometimes you all spoil my party | |
| Sometimes the picture's terribly wrong | |
| Sometimes things are fucking wonderful | |
| Most of the time, you know I can dream | |
| With extremes pushed out of my mind | |
| So from now on I gues it's just me | |
| Somewhere in between | |
| Those ideals and reality and keeping clean | |
| And you know I'll try again tomorrow to say something | |
| And I'll walk past the television - just yells in my face | |
| And it's so rude - tells me what to want | |
| And what to do | |
| Real people could be so nice | |
| So let's all just give them a try - | |
| Why make it so hard? | |
| Armies fight and they die so that | |
| I'll have the right to ignorant dreams | |
| Most of the time, you know I can dream | |
| With extremes pushed out of my mind |
| zuo qu : Connor | |
| Henry Greene | |
| You could die, it might be easier but | |
| There' s no one who' ll ever want to take your life | |
| Because you' re there and you exist for a reason | |
| So far away | |
| You' re the standard and you' re a picture | |
| And everyone wants to be like you so unafraid | |
| And everyone wants to be like you so unashamed | |
| But you know last night I tried to do it | |
| Only got halfway | |
| Seems like the world is always pushing me away | |
| But that' s not true | |
| So why are spotlights always on you? | |
| When ideas inside of us | |
| Mean so much more than words from your mouth | |
| So why do we do this? | |
| Armies fight and they die so that | |
| I' ll have the right to ignorant dreams | |
| Sometimes the caves fall in on me | |
| Sometimes you all spoil my party | |
| Sometimes the picture' s terribly wrong | |
| Sometimes things are fucking wonderful | |
| Most of the time, you know I can dream | |
| With extremes pushed out of my mind | |
| So from now on I gues it' s just me | |
| Somewhere in between | |
| Those ideals and reality and keeping clean | |
| And you know I' ll try again tomorrow to say something | |
| And I' ll walk past the television just yells in my face | |
| And it' s so rude tells me what to want | |
| And what to do | |
| Real people could be so nice | |
| So let' s all just give them a try | |
| Why make it so hard? | |
| Armies fight and they die so that | |
| I' ll have the right to ignorant dreams | |
| Most of the time, you know I can dream | |
| With extremes pushed out of my mind |
| zuò qǔ : Connor | |
| Henry Greene | |
| You could die, it might be easier but | |
| There' s no one who' ll ever want to take your life | |
| Because you' re there and you exist for a reason | |
| So far away | |
| You' re the standard and you' re a picture | |
| And everyone wants to be like you so unafraid | |
| And everyone wants to be like you so unashamed | |
| But you know last night I tried to do it | |
| Only got halfway | |
| Seems like the world is always pushing me away | |
| But that' s not true | |
| So why are spotlights always on you? | |
| When ideas inside of us | |
| Mean so much more than words from your mouth | |
| So why do we do this? | |
| Armies fight and they die so that | |
| I' ll have the right to ignorant dreams | |
| Sometimes the caves fall in on me | |
| Sometimes you all spoil my party | |
| Sometimes the picture' s terribly wrong | |
| Sometimes things are fucking wonderful | |
| Most of the time, you know I can dream | |
| With extremes pushed out of my mind | |
| So from now on I gues it' s just me | |
| Somewhere in between | |
| Those ideals and reality and keeping clean | |
| And you know I' ll try again tomorrow to say something | |
| And I' ll walk past the television just yells in my face | |
| And it' s so rude tells me what to want | |
| And what to do | |
| Real people could be so nice | |
| So let' s all just give them a try | |
| Why make it so hard? | |
| Armies fight and they die so that | |
| I' ll have the right to ignorant dreams | |
| Most of the time, you know I can dream | |
| With extremes pushed out of my mind |