歌曲 | Wisp Of Tow |
歌手 | Minsk |
专辑 | Out Of A Center Which Is Neither Dead Nor Alive |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Life ends as leaves fall. Occam’s razor strikes again. | |
Can I dance if I have no soul? | |
If I go under will you find me cold? | |
And if I travel to distant lands, would you walk beside me and hold my hand? | |
Blessed realization. | |
Blessed consternation. | |
Suffering from aberration. | |
Sores ignored panic restored. | |
Consuming the fruits of our labors. | |
We are the aberration. |
Life ends as leaves fall. Occam' s razor strikes again. | |
Can I dance if I have no soul? | |
If I go under will you find me cold? | |
And if I travel to distant lands, would you walk beside me and hold my hand? | |
Blessed realization. | |
Blessed consternation. | |
Suffering from aberration. | |
Sores ignored panic restored. | |
Consuming the fruits of our labors. | |
We are the aberration. |
Life ends as leaves fall. Occam' s razor strikes again. | |
Can I dance if I have no soul? | |
If I go under will you find me cold? | |
And if I travel to distant lands, would you walk beside me and hold my hand? | |
Blessed realization. | |
Blessed consternation. | |
Suffering from aberration. | |
Sores ignored panic restored. | |
Consuming the fruits of our labors. | |
We are the aberration. |