Song | Forcing out the Silence |
Artist | Junius |
Album | Forcing Out the Silence |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Junius | |
Silently obsessing | |
Over the upsetting | |
Words to come | |
Forgive me tonight | |
I picked out a corner | |
I feel the sweat pouring | |
My chest gets tight | |
As we sit down to dine | |
We toast | |
Compose | |
Pushed away | |
The flowers | |
And looked into | |
Those soaring eyes | |
Those sorry eyes | |
Begin | |
Lean in and fire | |
We fought loud | |
We fight loud | |
Built up inside us | |
We hold out | |
We held out | |
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! | |
Forcing out the silence | |
I'll make up for what's happening | |
I'll make up for what's going to be | |
I'll make it up | |
At 17 I woke and left behind | |
All traces of my springtide life | |
At 17 times were rough, but I won't deny | |
I still haven't tried to recover | |
That 17th summer was the best I'd remember | |
Cause after that summer I'd never recover | |
That 17th summer was the best I'd remember | |
Cause after that summer I'd never recover | |
Try | |
You wanted to find something inside | |
I won't deny | |
Holding up lights in front of my eyes | |
I'd never disowned you… | |
Not in my life |
zuo qu : Junius | |
Silently obsessing | |
Over the upsetting | |
Words to come | |
Forgive me tonight | |
I picked out a corner | |
I feel the sweat pouring | |
My chest gets tight | |
As we sit down to dine | |
We toast | |
Compose | |
Pushed away | |
The flowers | |
And looked into | |
Those soaring eyes | |
Those sorry eyes | |
Begin | |
Lean in and fire | |
We fought loud | |
We fight loud | |
Built up inside us | |
We hold out | |
We held out | |
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! | |
Forcing out the silence | |
I' ll make up for what' s happening | |
I' ll make up for what' s going to be | |
I' ll make it up | |
At 17 I woke and left behind | |
All traces of my springtide life | |
At 17 times were rough, but I won' t deny | |
I still haven' t tried to recover | |
That 17th summer was the best I' d remember | |
Cause after that summer I' d never recover | |
That 17th summer was the best I' d remember | |
Cause after that summer I' d never recover | |
Try | |
You wanted to find something inside | |
I won' t deny | |
Holding up lights in front of my eyes | |
I' d never disowned you | |
Not in my life |
zuò qǔ : Junius | |
Silently obsessing | |
Over the upsetting | |
Words to come | |
Forgive me tonight | |
I picked out a corner | |
I feel the sweat pouring | |
My chest gets tight | |
As we sit down to dine | |
We toast | |
Compose | |
Pushed away | |
The flowers | |
And looked into | |
Those soaring eyes | |
Those sorry eyes | |
Begin | |
Lean in and fire | |
We fought loud | |
We fight loud | |
Built up inside us | |
We hold out | |
We held out | |
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! | |
Forcing out the silence | |
I' ll make up for what' s happening | |
I' ll make up for what' s going to be | |
I' ll make it up | |
At 17 I woke and left behind | |
All traces of my springtide life | |
At 17 times were rough, but I won' t deny | |
I still haven' t tried to recover | |
That 17th summer was the best I' d remember | |
Cause after that summer I' d never recover | |
That 17th summer was the best I' d remember | |
Cause after that summer I' d never recover | |
Try | |
You wanted to find something inside | |
I won' t deny | |
Holding up lights in front of my eyes | |
I' d never disowned you | |
Not in my life |