作词 : Liza Victoria Miller
作曲 : Liza Victoria Miller
Shapes around the room Rise and set
What leaves you wanting? Roses and sand, blooming, Haunted,
What leaves you wanting?
Sun surrounded by the sound, that setting. Found a sense of doom in love,
Don’t pick it up, it’s just an exit.
And there’s one in every room.
You don’t have a clue what keeps me Baited like a true detective,
Is coming home to you,
Keeps me weighted keeps me centered, You don’t have a clue,
Keeps me baited like a true detective.