Song | Calling You Out |
Artist | Clan of Xymox |
Album | Breaking Point |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Moorings | |
Where are all the others? | |
What happened to our scene? | |
The fire must be rekindled | |
In this cold dying stream | |
Maybe all we need is providence | |
Or the help of a higer hand | |
Maybe I am just too naive | |
Maybe it's just you and me | |
I am calling you out on a Saturday night | |
I'm up in arms, shake 9 to 5 | |
And your cross to bear, tonight is the night | |
You leave your lair | |
Make turbulence | |
Turbulence | |
Turbulence | |
Turbulence | |
Turbulence | |
We will do the rounds 'til morning light | |
It's rip or tear on the merry go round | |
Merry go round | |
Come out of the shadow | |
It's time to get back on your feet | |
The fire must be rekindled | |
In the cold dying scene | |
Maybe it all reached its peak | |
Or it was already weak | |
Maybe it's all I can see | |
Maybe it's just me who will bleed | |
I'll save you from the spell | |
And your private hell | |
Certain promises | |
Await in the night | |
I am calling you out | |
I am calling you out | |
I am calling you out | |
I am calling you out on a Saturday night | |
I'm up in arms, shake 9 to 5 | |
I'm up in arms again | |
I'm not the only one | |
Let's make the final move | |
Forget the turning back | |
The turning back | |
The turning back |
zuo ci : Moorings | |
Where are all the others? | |
What happened to our scene? | |
The fire must be rekindled | |
In this cold dying stream | |
Maybe all we need is providence | |
Or the help of a higer hand | |
Maybe I am just too naive | |
Maybe it' s just you and me | |
I am calling you out on a Saturday night | |
I' m up in arms, shake 9 to 5 | |
And your cross to bear, tonight is the night | |
You leave your lair | |
Make turbulence | |
Turbulence | |
Turbulence | |
Turbulence | |
Turbulence | |
We will do the rounds ' til morning light | |
It' s rip or tear on the merry go round | |
Merry go round | |
Come out of the shadow | |
It' s time to get back on your feet | |
The fire must be rekindled | |
In the cold dying scene | |
Maybe it all reached its peak | |
Or it was already weak | |
Maybe it' s all I can see | |
Maybe it' s just me who will bleed | |
I' ll save you from the spell | |
And your private hell | |
Certain promises | |
Await in the night | |
I am calling you out | |
I am calling you out | |
I am calling you out | |
I am calling you out on a Saturday night | |
I' m up in arms, shake 9 to 5 | |
I' m up in arms again | |
I' m not the only one | |
Let' s make the final move | |
Forget the turning back | |
The turning back | |
The turning back |
zuò cí : Moorings | |
Where are all the others? | |
What happened to our scene? | |
The fire must be rekindled | |
In this cold dying stream | |
Maybe all we need is providence | |
Or the help of a higer hand | |
Maybe I am just too naive | |
Maybe it' s just you and me | |
I am calling you out on a Saturday night | |
I' m up in arms, shake 9 to 5 | |
And your cross to bear, tonight is the night | |
You leave your lair | |
Make turbulence | |
Turbulence | |
Turbulence | |
Turbulence | |
Turbulence | |
We will do the rounds ' til morning light | |
It' s rip or tear on the merry go round | |
Merry go round | |
Come out of the shadow | |
It' s time to get back on your feet | |
The fire must be rekindled | |
In the cold dying scene | |
Maybe it all reached its peak | |
Or it was already weak | |
Maybe it' s all I can see | |
Maybe it' s just me who will bleed | |
I' ll save you from the spell | |
And your private hell | |
Certain promises | |
Await in the night | |
I am calling you out | |
I am calling you out | |
I am calling you out | |
I am calling you out on a Saturday night | |
I' m up in arms, shake 9 to 5 | |
I' m up in arms again | |
I' m not the only one | |
Let' s make the final move | |
Forget the turning back | |
The turning back | |
The turning back |