歌曲 | Atlantic |
歌手 | The Amity Affliction |
专辑 | The Amity Affliction |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
This is not who | |
I am, I’m still hiding | |
I’m waiting in my own reflection | |
Hands shaking with anxiety | |
Heart beating out of time | |
Only I can hear my breath at night | |
This is not who | |
I was hoping to become | |
This shell of a man | |
This dark exterior given to | |
Stormy moods and quiet, lonely tears | |
This is not who | |
I was hoping to become | |
This shell of a man (My Hands are shaking with anxiety) | |
This dark exterior… | |
Only I can hear my breath at night | |
This is not who | |
I was hoping to become | |
This shell of a man | |
This dark exterior given to | |
Stormy moods and quiet, lonely tears | |
Steal this night from me | |
Take it and make it your own | |
These are not the nights | |
I wish for | |
These nights are cold and unrelenting | |
These nights are depressing | |
These nights bring knives | |
So as they can carve themselves into my memory | |
Leave me here alone | |
Kill the breeze on your way out | |
And let me ferment in my own self-pity | |
Let me ferment, let me ferment in my own self-pity | |
These are not the nights | |
I wish for | |
These nights are cold and unrelenting | |
These nights are depressing | |
These nights bring knives | |
These nights bring knives | |
Leave me here alone… | |
Leave me here alone… | |
Kill the breeze on your way out | |
And let me ferment in my own self-pity |
This is not who | |
I am, I' m still hiding | |
I' m waiting in my own reflection | |
Hands shaking with anxiety | |
Heart beating out of time | |
Only I can hear my breath at night | |
This is not who | |
I was hoping to become | |
This shell of a man | |
This dark exterior given to | |
Stormy moods and quiet, lonely tears | |
This is not who | |
I was hoping to become | |
This shell of a man My Hands are shaking with anxiety | |
This dark exterior | |
Only I can hear my breath at night | |
This is not who | |
I was hoping to become | |
This shell of a man | |
This dark exterior given to | |
Stormy moods and quiet, lonely tears | |
Steal this night from me | |
Take it and make it your own | |
These are not the nights | |
I wish for | |
These nights are cold and unrelenting | |
These nights are depressing | |
These nights bring knives | |
So as they can carve themselves into my memory | |
Leave me here alone | |
Kill the breeze on your way out | |
And let me ferment in my own selfpity | |
Let me ferment, let me ferment in my own selfpity | |
These are not the nights | |
I wish for | |
These nights are cold and unrelenting | |
These nights are depressing | |
These nights bring knives | |
These nights bring knives | |
Leave me here alone | |
Leave me here alone | |
Kill the breeze on your way out | |
And let me ferment in my own selfpity |
This is not who | |
I am, I' m still hiding | |
I' m waiting in my own reflection | |
Hands shaking with anxiety | |
Heart beating out of time | |
Only I can hear my breath at night | |
This is not who | |
I was hoping to become | |
This shell of a man | |
This dark exterior given to | |
Stormy moods and quiet, lonely tears | |
This is not who | |
I was hoping to become | |
This shell of a man My Hands are shaking with anxiety | |
This dark exterior | |
Only I can hear my breath at night | |
This is not who | |
I was hoping to become | |
This shell of a man | |
This dark exterior given to | |
Stormy moods and quiet, lonely tears | |
Steal this night from me | |
Take it and make it your own | |
These are not the nights | |
I wish for | |
These nights are cold and unrelenting | |
These nights are depressing | |
These nights bring knives | |
So as they can carve themselves into my memory | |
Leave me here alone | |
Kill the breeze on your way out | |
And let me ferment in my own selfpity | |
Let me ferment, let me ferment in my own selfpity | |
These are not the nights | |
I wish for | |
These nights are cold and unrelenting | |
These nights are depressing | |
These nights bring knives | |
These nights bring knives | |
Leave me here alone | |
Leave me here alone | |
Kill the breeze on your way out | |
And let me ferment in my own selfpity |