Song | Forbidden Places |
Artist | Meat Puppets |
Album | Forbidden Places |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Kirkwood | |
You said I shouldn't have gone | |
I don't know | |
I went ahead on anyway | |
Night time wore to dawn | |
I found my free will had gone away from me | |
Behind the masks that pass for faces | |
Hours are lost in forbidden places | |
Nowhere for me to run | |
Not that I feel like running anywhere anyway | |
Some things are clear at night | |
Then become confusing in the light of day | |
Within the darkness | |
Behind the faces | |
Pioneers of forbidden places | |
Something | |
I wouldn't have thought | |
Crept up from behind me now it's here to stay | |
Too real although it's not | |
Couldn't have possibly been avoided anyway | |
The crazy landscapes behind the faces, | |
Holding back the forbidden places | |
Abolished music, lost for ages | |
The living words of forbidden pages | |
Though dust has gathered on honest feeling | |
Forbidden truths through twilight stealing | |
And in the eyes of the listless faces | |
Glisten hints of forbidden places | |
Six Gallon | |
Pie (instrumental) | |
Total Time: 37.51 |
zuo ci : Kirkwood | |
You said I shouldn' t have gone | |
I don' t know | |
I went ahead on anyway | |
Night time wore to dawn | |
I found my free will had gone away from me | |
Behind the masks that pass for faces | |
Hours are lost in forbidden places | |
Nowhere for me to run | |
Not that I feel like running anywhere anyway | |
Some things are clear at night | |
Then become confusing in the light of day | |
Within the darkness | |
Behind the faces | |
Pioneers of forbidden places | |
Something | |
I wouldn' t have thought | |
Crept up from behind me now it' s here to stay | |
Too real although it' s not | |
Couldn' t have possibly been avoided anyway | |
The crazy landscapes behind the faces, | |
Holding back the forbidden places | |
Abolished music, lost for ages | |
The living words of forbidden pages | |
Though dust has gathered on honest feeling | |
Forbidden truths through twilight stealing | |
And in the eyes of the listless faces | |
Glisten hints of forbidden places | |
Six Gallon | |
Pie instrumental | |
Total Time: 37. 51 |
zuò cí : Kirkwood | |
You said I shouldn' t have gone | |
I don' t know | |
I went ahead on anyway | |
Night time wore to dawn | |
I found my free will had gone away from me | |
Behind the masks that pass for faces | |
Hours are lost in forbidden places | |
Nowhere for me to run | |
Not that I feel like running anywhere anyway | |
Some things are clear at night | |
Then become confusing in the light of day | |
Within the darkness | |
Behind the faces | |
Pioneers of forbidden places | |
Something | |
I wouldn' t have thought | |
Crept up from behind me now it' s here to stay | |
Too real although it' s not | |
Couldn' t have possibly been avoided anyway | |
The crazy landscapes behind the faces, | |
Holding back the forbidden places | |
Abolished music, lost for ages | |
The living words of forbidden pages | |
Though dust has gathered on honest feeling | |
Forbidden truths through twilight stealing | |
And in the eyes of the listless faces | |
Glisten hints of forbidden places | |
Six Gallon | |
Pie instrumental | |
Total Time: 37. 51 |