| Song | Stromata |
| Artist | Charlotte Martin |
| Album | Stromata |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Martin | |
| Stromata The clues to you and | |
| I are sprawling out like roads | |
| And if we find a place for them they won't lead home | |
| I only meant to say it once but it's too late | |
| I'm into you and out again | |
| The rotted love manipulates me | |
| The rotted love that twists the fates seem | |
| A bit confused by my reflection ' | |
| Cause if we die there's still direction and | |
| I I you we're not thinking my stromata | |
| I I you we're not thinking my stromata | |
| If I can think on purpose then you'll be right here | |
| A paranoia got the best of what | |
| I hold dear | |
| The cold linoleum is talking up my shoes | |
| Deciphering the truth of us | |
| And now I know what | |
| I'm about to lose | |
| Now I know what | |
| I'm about to choose | |
| Now we go for some reaction | |
| A little game of who's distracted more and | |
| I I you we're not thinking my stromata | |
| I I you we're not thinking my stromata | |
| I I you we're not thinking my stromata | |
| And see the disappointments walking in their line | |
| But every step they take is perfectly in time | |
| I'm singing you in every breath | |
| I'm left to heave | |
| I feel your arms surrounding me | |
| And when I'm in a dirty river | |
| And my receiver meets her giver | |
| I set a trap to come and catch you | |
| Oh someone stop me now | |
| I can't do this | |
| I I you we're not thinking my stromata | |
| I I you we're not thinking my stromata | |
| I I you we're not thinking my stromata | |
| I I you we're not thinking my stromata | |
| I I we're not thinking my stromata | |
| I I we're not thinking my stromata | |
| I I we're not thinking my stromata | |
| I I we're not thinking my stromata |
| zuo qu : Martin | |
| Stromata The clues to you and | |
| I are sprawling out like roads | |
| And if we find a place for them they won' t lead home | |
| I only meant to say it once but it' s too late | |
| I' m into you and out again | |
| The rotted love manipulates me | |
| The rotted love that twists the fates seem | |
| A bit confused by my reflection ' | |
| Cause if we die there' s still direction and | |
| I I you we' re not thinking my stromata | |
| I I you we' re not thinking my stromata | |
| If I can think on purpose then you' ll be right here | |
| A paranoia got the best of what | |
| I hold dear | |
| The cold linoleum is talking up my shoes | |
| Deciphering the truth of us | |
| And now I know what | |
| I' m about to lose | |
| Now I know what | |
| I' m about to choose | |
| Now we go for some reaction | |
| A little game of who' s distracted more and | |
| I I you we' re not thinking my stromata | |
| I I you we' re not thinking my stromata | |
| I I you we' re not thinking my stromata | |
| And see the disappointments walking in their line | |
| But every step they take is perfectly in time | |
| I' m singing you in every breath | |
| I' m left to heave | |
| I feel your arms surrounding me | |
| And when I' m in a dirty river | |
| And my receiver meets her giver | |
| I set a trap to come and catch you | |
| Oh someone stop me now | |
| I can' t do this | |
| I I you we' re not thinking my stromata | |
| I I you we' re not thinking my stromata | |
| I I you we' re not thinking my stromata | |
| I I you we' re not thinking my stromata | |
| I I we' re not thinking my stromata | |
| I I we' re not thinking my stromata | |
| I I we' re not thinking my stromata | |
| I I we' re not thinking my stromata |
| zuò qǔ : Martin | |
| Stromata The clues to you and | |
| I are sprawling out like roads | |
| And if we find a place for them they won' t lead home | |
| I only meant to say it once but it' s too late | |
| I' m into you and out again | |
| The rotted love manipulates me | |
| The rotted love that twists the fates seem | |
| A bit confused by my reflection ' | |
| Cause if we die there' s still direction and | |
| I I you we' re not thinking my stromata | |
| I I you we' re not thinking my stromata | |
| If I can think on purpose then you' ll be right here | |
| A paranoia got the best of what | |
| I hold dear | |
| The cold linoleum is talking up my shoes | |
| Deciphering the truth of us | |
| And now I know what | |
| I' m about to lose | |
| Now I know what | |
| I' m about to choose | |
| Now we go for some reaction | |
| A little game of who' s distracted more and | |
| I I you we' re not thinking my stromata | |
| I I you we' re not thinking my stromata | |
| I I you we' re not thinking my stromata | |
| And see the disappointments walking in their line | |
| But every step they take is perfectly in time | |
| I' m singing you in every breath | |
| I' m left to heave | |
| I feel your arms surrounding me | |
| And when I' m in a dirty river | |
| And my receiver meets her giver | |
| I set a trap to come and catch you | |
| Oh someone stop me now | |
| I can' t do this | |
| I I you we' re not thinking my stromata | |
| I I you we' re not thinking my stromata | |
| I I you we' re not thinking my stromata | |
| I I you we' re not thinking my stromata | |
| I I we' re not thinking my stromata | |
| I I we' re not thinking my stromata | |
| I I we' re not thinking my stromata | |
| I I we' re not thinking my stromata |