歌曲 | Faces |
歌手 | Clara Luzia |
专辑 | The Ground Below |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
a wall full of windows | |
and no people behind | |
the window panes full of stains | |
from the pigeons, the rats | |
the pigeons, the rats | |
<feeding prohibited> | |
that‘s what the sign says | |
does that include me | |
please people feed me | |
please people feed me | |
where are the faces to the sounds | |
i can hear your voices that surround | |
me all day and all night long | |
i can hear you yelling in the stairway | |
you complain about everything that crosses your way | |
please people feed me | |
please pleople feed me | |
the curtains don‘t change | |
they are hardly ever pulled back | |
no chance to ever track | |
somebody down | |
no chance to track somebody down | |
at night the lights go on | |
behind the curtains | |
there must be someone | |
somebody is awake | |
but no faces to the lights appear | |
there‘s only sound in here |
a wall full of windows | |
and no people behind | |
the window panes full of stains | |
from the pigeons, the rats | |
the pigeons, the rats | |
feeding prohibited | |
that' s what the sign says | |
does that include me | |
please people feed me | |
please people feed me | |
where are the faces to the sounds | |
i can hear your voices that surround | |
me all day and all night long | |
i can hear you yelling in the stairway | |
you complain about everything that crosses your way | |
please people feed me | |
please pleople feed me | |
the curtains don' t change | |
they are hardly ever pulled back | |
no chance to ever track | |
somebody down | |
no chance to track somebody down | |
at night the lights go on | |
behind the curtains | |
there must be someone | |
somebody is awake | |
but no faces to the lights appear | |
there' s only sound in here |
a wall full of windows | |
and no people behind | |
the window panes full of stains | |
from the pigeons, the rats | |
the pigeons, the rats | |
feeding prohibited | |
that' s what the sign says | |
does that include me | |
please people feed me | |
please people feed me | |
where are the faces to the sounds | |
i can hear your voices that surround | |
me all day and all night long | |
i can hear you yelling in the stairway | |
you complain about everything that crosses your way | |
please people feed me | |
please pleople feed me | |
the curtains don' t change | |
they are hardly ever pulled back | |
no chance to ever track | |
somebody down | |
no chance to track somebody down | |
at night the lights go on | |
behind the curtains | |
there must be someone | |
somebody is awake | |
but no faces to the lights appear | |
there' s only sound in here |