Warm Machine 歌词
| 歌曲 | Warm Machine |
| 歌手 | Bush |
| 专辑 | The Science of Things |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Rossdale | |
| I memorize the basics | |
| Making strange faces | |
| There's a thousand miles to go | |
| Without blinking | |
| Gravitate spacewards | |
| Find a home for the head | |
| From my basement | |
| No darkness ever left | |
| This is the night | |
| This is the sound | |
| Here comes the warm machine | |
| Such a warm machine | |
| Some days are playful | |
| Making play faces | |
| But we will not let it through | |
| The darkness and the sense | |
| Or being born to lose | |
| This is the night | |
| This is the sound | |
| Her comes the warm machine | |
| Such a warm machine | |
| This is the life | |
| This is the sound | |
| Here comes a warm machine | |
| Such a warm machine | |
| If I never know we can only feel | |
| I'll take the help | |
| I'll take a slice | |
| Warm alright now | |
| Cos I feel alright | |
| I memorize the basics, basics, basics | |
| This is the night | |
| This is the sound | |
| Here comes the warm machine | |
| Such a warm machine | |
| Such a warm machine | |
| Such a warm machine, machine, machine… |
| zuo ci : Rossdale | |
| I memorize the basics | |
| Making strange faces | |
| There' s a thousand miles to go | |
| Without blinking | |
| Gravitate spacewards | |
| Find a home for the head | |
| From my basement | |
| No darkness ever left | |
| This is the night | |
| This is the sound | |
| Here comes the warm machine | |
| Such a warm machine | |
| Some days are playful | |
| Making play faces | |
| But we will not let it through | |
| The darkness and the sense | |
| Or being born to lose | |
| This is the night | |
| This is the sound | |
| Her comes the warm machine | |
| Such a warm machine | |
| This is the life | |
| This is the sound | |
| Here comes a warm machine | |
| Such a warm machine | |
| If I never know we can only feel | |
| I' ll take the help | |
| I' ll take a slice | |
| Warm alright now | |
| Cos I feel alright | |
| I memorize the basics, basics, basics | |
| This is the night | |
| This is the sound | |
| Here comes the warm machine | |
| Such a warm machine | |
| Such a warm machine | |
| Such a warm machine, machine, machine |
| zuò cí : Rossdale | |
| I memorize the basics | |
| Making strange faces | |
| There' s a thousand miles to go | |
| Without blinking | |
| Gravitate spacewards | |
| Find a home for the head | |
| From my basement | |
| No darkness ever left | |
| This is the night | |
| This is the sound | |
| Here comes the warm machine | |
| Such a warm machine | |
| Some days are playful | |
| Making play faces | |
| But we will not let it through | |
| The darkness and the sense | |
| Or being born to lose | |
| This is the night | |
| This is the sound | |
| Her comes the warm machine | |
| Such a warm machine | |
| This is the life | |
| This is the sound | |
| Here comes a warm machine | |
| Such a warm machine | |
| If I never know we can only feel | |
| I' ll take the help | |
| I' ll take a slice | |
| Warm alright now | |
| Cos I feel alright | |
| I memorize the basics, basics, basics | |
| This is the night | |
| This is the sound | |
| Here comes the warm machine | |
| Such a warm machine | |
| Such a warm machine | |
| Such a warm machine, machine, machine |
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