| Song | Through Playing Me |
| Artist | Nathan Angelo |
| Album | Through Playing Me |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Angelo, Dalton | |
| Sipped the coffee, rush of the morning | |
| Usher in the hours of working men | |
| Count the crumbs on top of the table | |
| Before I climb the ladder once again | |
| Shook the hands, signed all the papers | |
| Made a way to touch the world around | |
| So polite for all of the bodies | |
| We become victims with no sound | |
| But when the day is done | |
| I'm left alone with someone I don't know | |
| Who I become when people watch | |
| Has made this place his home | |
| What can I say | |
| When the words just won't come out right | |
| What can I do | |
| When every step leads me to a lie | |
| And I'm through playing me | |
| With my messiah television | |
| And framed achievements make a scene so grand | |
| They find a way to cut through the silence | |
| And give me a place to stand |
| zuo qu : Angelo, Dalton | |
| Sipped the coffee, rush of the morning | |
| Usher in the hours of working men | |
| Count the crumbs on top of the table | |
| Before I climb the ladder once again | |
| Shook the hands, signed all the papers | |
| Made a way to touch the world around | |
| So polite for all of the bodies | |
| We become victims with no sound | |
| But when the day is done | |
| I' m left alone with someone I don' t know | |
| Who I become when people watch | |
| Has made this place his home | |
| What can I say | |
| When the words just won' t come out right | |
| What can I do | |
| When every step leads me to a lie | |
| And I' m through playing me | |
| With my messiah television | |
| And framed achievements make a scene so grand | |
| They find a way to cut through the silence | |
| And give me a place to stand |
| zuò qǔ : Angelo, Dalton | |
| Sipped the coffee, rush of the morning | |
| Usher in the hours of working men | |
| Count the crumbs on top of the table | |
| Before I climb the ladder once again | |
| Shook the hands, signed all the papers | |
| Made a way to touch the world around | |
| So polite for all of the bodies | |
| We become victims with no sound | |
| But when the day is done | |
| I' m left alone with someone I don' t know | |
| Who I become when people watch | |
| Has made this place his home | |
| What can I say | |
| When the words just won' t come out right | |
| What can I do | |
| When every step leads me to a lie | |
| And I' m through playing me | |
| With my messiah television | |
| And framed achievements make a scene so grand | |
| They find a way to cut through the silence | |
| And give me a place to stand |