歌曲 | Hopeless Host |
歌手 | Finch |
专辑 | Say Hello To Sunshine |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Finch | |
Feel the pain | |
(Corroded arteries exposed to cold skin) | |
Feeding me | |
(Diastolic curdled oxygen) | |
I look suspicious when I look | |
In the mirror | |
Swallow placebo and the | |
Mountain gets steeper | |
Stomach won't digest demons | |
One wound for every reason why | |
Pills are contagious | |
Prayers for ageless sight | |
Monsters religion | |
Bleed me through to midnight | |
Peeking red | |
(Another episode of playing pretend) | |
Medicine | |
(Cut the feed for one moment) | |
Release endorphins and then it's over | |
Hands of the shadows grope at dirty diseases | |
Somebody tell me why I should believe this | |
One more unknown condition | |
One wound for every reason why | |
Pills are contagious | |
Prayers for ageless sight | |
Monsters religion | |
Bleed me through to midnight | |
Pills are contagious (pills are contagious) | |
Prayers for ageless sight | |
Monsters religion (monsters religion) | |
One more, one more | |
Try as I may | |
Inside... this creature's still alive | |
Try as I may | |
Inside... this creature's still alive | |
Focus on the fire burning | |
Virus in me | |
Hopeless host hooked to a wire | |
Keeping me | |
Focused on the fire burning | |
Virus that is me... (a hopeless host) | |
Sickness, Sickness | |
Is crumbling me, born into | |
Disease stomach | |
Won't digest demons mother please | |
I beg. Just finish the stitch | |
Sew me up to live |
zuo qu : Finch | |
Feel the pain | |
Corroded arteries exposed to cold skin | |
Feeding me | |
Diastolic curdled oxygen | |
I look suspicious when I look | |
In the mirror | |
Swallow placebo and the | |
Mountain gets steeper | |
Stomach won' t digest demons | |
One wound for every reason why | |
Pills are contagious | |
Prayers for ageless sight | |
Monsters religion | |
Bleed me through to midnight | |
Peeking red | |
Another episode of playing pretend | |
Medicine | |
Cut the feed for one moment | |
Release endorphins and then it' s over | |
Hands of the shadows grope at dirty diseases | |
Somebody tell me why I should believe this | |
One more unknown condition | |
One wound for every reason why | |
Pills are contagious | |
Prayers for ageless sight | |
Monsters religion | |
Bleed me through to midnight | |
Pills are contagious pills are contagious | |
Prayers for ageless sight | |
Monsters religion monsters religion | |
One more, one more | |
Try as I may | |
Inside... this creature' s still alive | |
Try as I may | |
Inside... this creature' s still alive | |
Focus on the fire burning | |
Virus in me | |
Hopeless host hooked to a wire | |
Keeping me | |
Focused on the fire burning | |
Virus that is me... a hopeless host | |
Sickness, Sickness | |
Is crumbling me, born into | |
Disease stomach | |
Won' t digest demons mother please | |
I beg. Just finish the stitch | |
Sew me up to live |
zuò qǔ : Finch | |
Feel the pain | |
Corroded arteries exposed to cold skin | |
Feeding me | |
Diastolic curdled oxygen | |
I look suspicious when I look | |
In the mirror | |
Swallow placebo and the | |
Mountain gets steeper | |
Stomach won' t digest demons | |
One wound for every reason why | |
Pills are contagious | |
Prayers for ageless sight | |
Monsters religion | |
Bleed me through to midnight | |
Peeking red | |
Another episode of playing pretend | |
Medicine | |
Cut the feed for one moment | |
Release endorphins and then it' s over | |
Hands of the shadows grope at dirty diseases | |
Somebody tell me why I should believe this | |
One more unknown condition | |
One wound for every reason why | |
Pills are contagious | |
Prayers for ageless sight | |
Monsters religion | |
Bleed me through to midnight | |
Pills are contagious pills are contagious | |
Prayers for ageless sight | |
Monsters religion monsters religion | |
One more, one more | |
Try as I may | |
Inside... this creature' s still alive | |
Try as I may | |
Inside... this creature' s still alive | |
Focus on the fire burning | |
Virus in me | |
Hopeless host hooked to a wire | |
Keeping me | |
Focused on the fire burning | |
Virus that is me... a hopeless host | |
Sickness, Sickness | |
Is crumbling me, born into | |
Disease stomach | |
Won' t digest demons mother please | |
I beg. Just finish the stitch | |
Sew me up to live |