| 歌曲 | Plans & Reveries |
| 歌手 | Black Gold |
| 专辑 | Rush |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Luu, Ronick | |
| Can you breathe at all, | |
| Do you feel my hand, | |
| Can you hear me | |
| Open up your eyes, | |
| Hold your head up high | |
| Can you feel me | |
| Now, don't fake or lie, | |
| Look me in the eyes | |
| Are you with me | |
| Offer up your hand, | |
| Will you try to stand | |
| And come with me | |
| Sore and bitter, | |
| Worn and tattered on your hands | |
| All your plans and all your reveries | |
| Stagger on while your tin gods | |
| Are left behind | |
| Now you're bleary-eyed | |
| And you're hypnotized | |
| Are you bleeding | |
| Feel the burning cold, | |
| Not what you were told | |
| Now you're hazy | |
| Making out their shape, | |
| Focus on their frame | |
| Can you hear them | |
| Now you're on your feet, | |
| Floating in a sea, | |
| Pins and needles | |
| Sore and bitter, | |
| Worn and tattered on your hands | |
| All your plans and all your reveries | |
| Stagger on while your tin gods | |
| Are left behind | |
| All your plans and all your reveries | |
| Stagger on and stagger on | |
| While your tin gods are left behind, | |
| Far behind... | |
| I want more, give me more, | |
| I want the burn and bliss again | |
| I want more, give me more, | |
| I want the burn and bliss again | |
| I want more, give me more, | |
| I want the burn and bliss again, | |
| Again...All your plans and all your reveries | |
| Stagger on while your tin gods | |
| Are left behind | |
| All your plans and all your reveries | |
| Stagger on and stagger on | |
| While your tin gods are left behind, | |
| Far behind... | |
| Can you hear me, | |
| Can you hear me, | |
| Can you hear me, | |
| Can you hear me... |
| zuo qu : Luu, Ronick | |
| Can you breathe at all, | |
| Do you feel my hand, | |
| Can you hear me | |
| Open up your eyes, | |
| Hold your head up high | |
| Can you feel me | |
| Now, don' t fake or lie, | |
| Look me in the eyes | |
| Are you with me | |
| Offer up your hand, | |
| Will you try to stand | |
| And come with me | |
| Sore and bitter, | |
| Worn and tattered on your hands | |
| All your plans and all your reveries | |
| Stagger on while your tin gods | |
| Are left behind | |
| Now you' re blearyeyed | |
| And you' re hypnotized | |
| Are you bleeding | |
| Feel the burning cold, | |
| Not what you were told | |
| Now you' re hazy | |
| Making out their shape, | |
| Focus on their frame | |
| Can you hear them | |
| Now you' re on your feet, | |
| Floating in a sea, | |
| Pins and needles | |
| Sore and bitter, | |
| Worn and tattered on your hands | |
| All your plans and all your reveries | |
| Stagger on while your tin gods | |
| Are left behind | |
| All your plans and all your reveries | |
| Stagger on and stagger on | |
| While your tin gods are left behind, | |
| Far behind... | |
| I want more, give me more, | |
| I want the burn and bliss again | |
| I want more, give me more, | |
| I want the burn and bliss again | |
| I want more, give me more, | |
| I want the burn and bliss again, | |
| Again... All your plans and all your reveries | |
| Stagger on while your tin gods | |
| Are left behind | |
| All your plans and all your reveries | |
| Stagger on and stagger on | |
| While your tin gods are left behind, | |
| Far behind... | |
| Can you hear me, | |
| Can you hear me, | |
| Can you hear me, | |
| Can you hear me... |
| zuò qǔ : Luu, Ronick | |
| Can you breathe at all, | |
| Do you feel my hand, | |
| Can you hear me | |
| Open up your eyes, | |
| Hold your head up high | |
| Can you feel me | |
| Now, don' t fake or lie, | |
| Look me in the eyes | |
| Are you with me | |
| Offer up your hand, | |
| Will you try to stand | |
| And come with me | |
| Sore and bitter, | |
| Worn and tattered on your hands | |
| All your plans and all your reveries | |
| Stagger on while your tin gods | |
| Are left behind | |
| Now you' re blearyeyed | |
| And you' re hypnotized | |
| Are you bleeding | |
| Feel the burning cold, | |
| Not what you were told | |
| Now you' re hazy | |
| Making out their shape, | |
| Focus on their frame | |
| Can you hear them | |
| Now you' re on your feet, | |
| Floating in a sea, | |
| Pins and needles | |
| Sore and bitter, | |
| Worn and tattered on your hands | |
| All your plans and all your reveries | |
| Stagger on while your tin gods | |
| Are left behind | |
| All your plans and all your reveries | |
| Stagger on and stagger on | |
| While your tin gods are left behind, | |
| Far behind... | |
| I want more, give me more, | |
| I want the burn and bliss again | |
| I want more, give me more, | |
| I want the burn and bliss again | |
| I want more, give me more, | |
| I want the burn and bliss again, | |
| Again... All your plans and all your reveries | |
| Stagger on while your tin gods | |
| Are left behind | |
| All your plans and all your reveries | |
| Stagger on and stagger on | |
| While your tin gods are left behind, | |
| Far behind... | |
| Can you hear me, | |
| Can you hear me, | |
| Can you hear me, | |
| Can you hear me... |