| 歌曲 | Sirens |
| 歌手 | Speedmarket Avenue |
| 专辑 | Way Better Now |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| yet evening, still dreaming, a silence in my head | |
| the people, all talking, their words won't reach my bed | |
| i've stopped now, the running, repeating inaudible words | |
| the theories, all covers, the restless hunt disturbs | |
| the young me, the one you see, screamed with all her might | |
| the young me, the soon-to-be, screamed with all her might | |
| sure of what was right | |
| yet evening, still bleeding, sirens in my head | |
| late thinkers, all twisted, their printed thoughts turn red | |
| yet evening, not leaving, as days and nights go by | |
| no lessons, no questions until their echoes die | |
| the young me, the one you see, screamed with all her might | |
| the young me, the soon-to-be, screamed with all her might | |
| sure of what was right | |
| --多小乐、 |
| yet evening, still dreaming, a silence in my head | |
| the people, all talking, their words won' t reach my bed | |
| i' ve stopped now, the running, repeating inaudible words | |
| the theories, all covers, the restless hunt disturbs | |
| the young me, the one you see, screamed with all her might | |
| the young me, the soontobe, screamed with all her might | |
| sure of what was right | |
| yet evening, still bleeding, sirens in my head | |
| late thinkers, all twisted, their printed thoughts turn red | |
| yet evening, not leaving, as days and nights go by | |
| no lessons, no questions until their echoes die | |
| the young me, the one you see, screamed with all her might | |
| the young me, the soontobe, screamed with all her might | |
| sure of what was right | |
| duo xiao le |
| yet evening, still dreaming, a silence in my head | |
| the people, all talking, their words won' t reach my bed | |
| i' ve stopped now, the running, repeating inaudible words | |
| the theories, all covers, the restless hunt disturbs | |
| the young me, the one you see, screamed with all her might | |
| the young me, the soontobe, screamed with all her might | |
| sure of what was right | |
| yet evening, still bleeding, sirens in my head | |
| late thinkers, all twisted, their printed thoughts turn red | |
| yet evening, not leaving, as days and nights go by | |
| no lessons, no questions until their echoes die | |
| the young me, the one you see, screamed with all her might | |
| the young me, the soontobe, screamed with all her might | |
| sure of what was right | |
| duō xiǎo lè |