歌曲 | In Again Out Again |
歌手 | The Spoils of War |
专辑 | The Spoils of War II |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Cuomo | |
We sometimes so shamefully refuse to admit | |
The deterioration of each little bit of our minds | |
We rub them we scrub them, our eyes start to close | |
On the round crystal oneness that nobody knows, it's our mind | |
In again out again, breathe it again | |
The freaks of your cause, make circus our men | |
In again out again, breathe it again | |
The freaks of your cause, make circus our men | |
In dreamless forgetting your head is aglow | |
With centrifugal fury don't let yourself go, it's your mind | |
The marshmallow peakcock, continues to burn | |
With a bright Incandescense you'll never return to your mind | |
In again out again, breathe it again | |
The freaks of your cause, make circus our men | |
In again out again, breathe it again | |
The freaks of your cause, make circus our men | |
In again out again, breathe it again | |
The freaks of your cause, make circus our men | |
In again out again, breathe it again | |
The freaks of your cause, make circus our men |
zuo qu : Cuomo | |
We sometimes so shamefully refuse to admit | |
The deterioration of each little bit of our minds | |
We rub them we scrub them, our eyes start to close | |
On the round crystal oneness that nobody knows, it' s our mind | |
In again out again, breathe it again | |
The freaks of your cause, make circus our men | |
In again out again, breathe it again | |
The freaks of your cause, make circus our men | |
In dreamless forgetting your head is aglow | |
With centrifugal fury don' t let yourself go, it' s your mind | |
The marshmallow peakcock, continues to burn | |
With a bright Incandescense you' ll never return to your mind | |
In again out again, breathe it again | |
The freaks of your cause, make circus our men | |
In again out again, breathe it again | |
The freaks of your cause, make circus our men | |
In again out again, breathe it again | |
The freaks of your cause, make circus our men | |
In again out again, breathe it again | |
The freaks of your cause, make circus our men |
zuò qǔ : Cuomo | |
We sometimes so shamefully refuse to admit | |
The deterioration of each little bit of our minds | |
We rub them we scrub them, our eyes start to close | |
On the round crystal oneness that nobody knows, it' s our mind | |
In again out again, breathe it again | |
The freaks of your cause, make circus our men | |
In again out again, breathe it again | |
The freaks of your cause, make circus our men | |
In dreamless forgetting your head is aglow | |
With centrifugal fury don' t let yourself go, it' s your mind | |
The marshmallow peakcock, continues to burn | |
With a bright Incandescense you' ll never return to your mind | |
In again out again, breathe it again | |
The freaks of your cause, make circus our men | |
In again out again, breathe it again | |
The freaks of your cause, make circus our men | |
In again out again, breathe it again | |
The freaks of your cause, make circus our men | |
In again out again, breathe it again | |
The freaks of your cause, make circus our men |