歌曲 | Hide & Seek |
歌手 | YoungStar |
专辑 | Vintage Café 4 |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Artist:Imogen Heap | |
Where are we | |
What the hell is going on | |
The dust has only just began to fall | |
Crop circles in the carpet, sinking, feeling | |
Spin me around again and rub my eyes | |
This can't be happening | |
When busy streets a mess with people would stop to hold their heads heavy | |
Hide and seek | |
Trains and sewing machines? | |
All those years they were here first | |
Oily marks appear on walls | |
Where pleasue moments hung before | |
The takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this | |
Still life | |
Hide and seek | |
Trains and sewing machines | |
Oh, you won't catch me around here | |
Blood and tears they were here first | |
Hmm what you say | |
Oh that you only meant well, well of course you did | |
Hmm what you say | |
Hmm that it's all for the best, of course it is | |
Hmm what you say | |
That it's just what we need, you decided this | |
Hmm what you say | |
What did she say | |
Ransom notes keep falling at your mouth | |
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outs | |
Speak no feeling no i don't believe you | |
You don't care a bit you don't care a bit | |
You don't care a bit | |
You don't care a bit | |
You don't care a bit | |
You don't care a bit | |
You don't care a bit |
Artist: Imogen Heap | |
Where are we | |
What the hell is going on | |
The dust has only just began to fall | |
Crop circles in the carpet, sinking, feeling | |
Spin me around again and rub my eyes | |
This can' t be happening | |
When busy streets a mess with people would stop to hold their heads heavy | |
Hide and seek | |
Trains and sewing machines? | |
All those years they were here first | |
Oily marks appear on walls | |
Where pleasue moments hung before | |
The takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this | |
Still life | |
Hide and seek | |
Trains and sewing machines | |
Oh, you won' t catch me around here | |
Blood and tears they were here first | |
Hmm what you say | |
Oh that you only meant well, well of course you did | |
Hmm what you say | |
Hmm that it' s all for the best, of course it is | |
Hmm what you say | |
That it' s just what we need, you decided this | |
Hmm what you say | |
What did she say | |
Ransom notes keep falling at your mouth | |
Midsweet talk, newspaper word cut outs | |
Speak no feeling no i don' t believe you | |
You don' t care a bit you don' t care a bit | |
You don' t care a bit | |
You don' t care a bit | |
You don' t care a bit | |
You don' t care a bit | |
You don' t care a bit |
Artist: Imogen Heap | |
Where are we | |
What the hell is going on | |
The dust has only just began to fall | |
Crop circles in the carpet, sinking, feeling | |
Spin me around again and rub my eyes | |
This can' t be happening | |
When busy streets a mess with people would stop to hold their heads heavy | |
Hide and seek | |
Trains and sewing machines? | |
All those years they were here first | |
Oily marks appear on walls | |
Where pleasue moments hung before | |
The takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this | |
Still life | |
Hide and seek | |
Trains and sewing machines | |
Oh, you won' t catch me around here | |
Blood and tears they were here first | |
Hmm what you say | |
Oh that you only meant well, well of course you did | |
Hmm what you say | |
Hmm that it' s all for the best, of course it is | |
Hmm what you say | |
That it' s just what we need, you decided this | |
Hmm what you say | |
What did she say | |
Ransom notes keep falling at your mouth | |
Midsweet talk, newspaper word cut outs | |
Speak no feeling no i don' t believe you | |
You don' t care a bit you don' t care a bit | |
You don' t care a bit | |
You don' t care a bit | |
You don' t care a bit | |
You don' t care a bit | |
You don' t care a bit |