歌曲 | For Want Of |
歌手 | Rites of Spring |
专辑 | End on End |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
I桰 believed梞emory might mirror no reflections on me, | |
I桰 believed梩hat in forgetting | |
I might set myself free. | |
But I woke up this morning with a piece of past caught in my throat | |
And then I choked. | |
I bled桰 tried to hide the heart from the head. | |
And I桰 said | |
I bled桰n the arms of a girl | |
I'd barely met. | |
And I woke up this morning with the present in splinters on the ground | |
And then I drowned. | |
And if I can't see it抯 for want of梱ou | |
You said, "I see" | |
If there's nothing here then it抯 probably mine | |
My桵y turn to see梚f there's nothing here it will always be mine, mine | |
But I woke up this morning with a piece of past caught in my throat | |
And then I choked. | |
I桰 guess I've learned the taste of days that will always burn. | |
I桰 guess I've learned if it抯 in the corner of my eye | |
I can't always turn. | |
And I woke up this morning with the present in splinters on the ground梐nd then | |
I drowned. | |
And if I can't see it抯 for want of梱ou | |
You. |
I kuo believed ji emory might mirror no reflections on me, | |
I kuo believed li hat in forgetting | |
I might set myself free. | |
But I woke up this morning with a piece of past caught in my throat | |
And then I choked. | |
I bled kuo tried to hide the heart from the head. | |
And I kuo said | |
I bled kuo n the arms of a girl | |
I' d barely met. | |
And I woke up this morning with the present in splinters on the ground | |
And then I drowned. | |
And if I can' t see it zha for want of kun ou | |
You said, " I see" | |
If there' s nothing here then it zha probably mine | |
My rui y turn to see wan f there' s nothing here it will always be mine, mine | |
But I woke up this morning with a piece of past caught in my throat | |
And then I choked. | |
I kuo guess I' ve learned the taste of days that will always burn. | |
I kuo guess I' ve learned if it zha in the corner of my eye | |
I can' t always turn. | |
And I woke up this morning with the present in splinters on the ground bi nd then | |
I drowned. | |
And if I can' t see it zha for want of kun ou | |
You. |
I kuò believed jì emory might mirror no reflections on me, | |
I kuò believed lí hat in forgetting | |
I might set myself free. | |
But I woke up this morning with a piece of past caught in my throat | |
And then I choked. | |
I bled kuò tried to hide the heart from the head. | |
And I kuò said | |
I bled kuò n the arms of a girl | |
I' d barely met. | |
And I woke up this morning with the present in splinters on the ground | |
And then I drowned. | |
And if I can' t see it zhā for want of kǔn ou | |
You said, " I see" | |
If there' s nothing here then it zhā probably mine | |
My ruí y turn to see wǎn f there' s nothing here it will always be mine, mine | |
But I woke up this morning with a piece of past caught in my throat | |
And then I choked. | |
I kuò guess I' ve learned the taste of days that will always burn. | |
I kuò guess I' ve learned if it zhā in the corner of my eye | |
I can' t always turn. | |
And I woke up this morning with the present in splinters on the ground bì nd then | |
I drowned. | |
And if I can' t see it zhā for want of kǔn ou | |
You. |