歌曲 | It's Come to My Attention |
歌手 | Nikki Kummerow |
专辑 | Firecracker |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
It’s come to my attention | |
That I don’t know the state of my soul | |
While everyone around me | |
Is breaking their back not to know | |
And it’s hard to make time | |
And sense of it all | |
We find the narrow line and that’s where we walk | |
Oh, I’ll never know | |
What makes freedom seem so unknown | |
Oh, I’ll never know | |
Why we take our hearts for granted | |
And leave them all alone | |
It’s come to my attention | |
That everyone’s got someone to blame | |
no one’s taking chances | |
And wind up feeling the same | |
I'm vision impaired with no where to go | |
The saints of our time | |
Well, they must know | |
Oh, I’ll never know | |
What makes freedom seem so unknown | |
Oh, I’ll never know | |
Why we take our hearts for granted | |
And leave them all alone |
It' s come to my attention | |
That I don' t know the state of my soul | |
While everyone around me | |
Is breaking their back not to know | |
And it' s hard to make time | |
And sense of it all | |
We find the narrow line and that' s where we walk | |
Oh, I' ll never know | |
What makes freedom seem so unknown | |
Oh, I' ll never know | |
Why we take our hearts for granted | |
And leave them all alone | |
It' s come to my attention | |
That everyone' s got someone to blame | |
no one' s taking chances | |
And wind up feeling the same | |
I' m vision impaired with no where to go | |
The saints of our time | |
Well, they must know | |
Oh, I' ll never know | |
What makes freedom seem so unknown | |
Oh, I' ll never know | |
Why we take our hearts for granted | |
And leave them all alone |
It' s come to my attention | |
That I don' t know the state of my soul | |
While everyone around me | |
Is breaking their back not to know | |
And it' s hard to make time | |
And sense of it all | |
We find the narrow line and that' s where we walk | |
Oh, I' ll never know | |
What makes freedom seem so unknown | |
Oh, I' ll never know | |
Why we take our hearts for granted | |
And leave them all alone | |
It' s come to my attention | |
That everyone' s got someone to blame | |
no one' s taking chances | |
And wind up feeling the same | |
I' m vision impaired with no where to go | |
The saints of our time | |
Well, they must know | |
Oh, I' ll never know | |
What makes freedom seem so unknown | |
Oh, I' ll never know | |
Why we take our hearts for granted | |
And leave them all alone |