Delicate Cutters 歌词

	作词 : Hersh
	It's just the lack
	Of time I keep
	Reaching out, lashing out
	It's just the lines
	Run down the walls
	I can't believe they never fall
	The walls never leave
	And the walls begin to scream
	Ahh, and my toes against the wall
	I stare ahead
	The door inside the wall
	Your face inside the door
	You crawl across the room
	The picture never moves
	My books are very still
	You slide to my feet
	You slide across the floor
	I, throw your head across the ice
	I, throw my head through a window
	Crash, like poetry
	It's four o'clock,
	I'm waiting
	Your face appears
	I keep forgetting your name
	While I'm writing this, you
	You crash through the wall
	You fall off the floor
	I, slide your head across the ice
	I, throw my hands through the window
	Crash, like gods
	A roomFull of delicate cutters
	All sitting down, the room has many doors
	All but one of them are closed
	She goes around(Remember)
	Opening the doors
	This has another ending
	Full of innocent children
	One of them are closed
	She goes around
	This has another ending(Remember the room)
	Full of delicate cutters
	Opening the doors

	zuo ci : Hersh
	It' s just the lack
	Of time I keep
	Reaching out, lashing out
	It' s just the lines
	Run down the walls
	I can' t believe they never fall
	The walls never leave
	And the walls begin to scream
	Ahh, and my toes against the wall
	I stare ahead
	The door inside the wall
	Your face inside the door
	You crawl across the room
	The picture never moves
	My books are very still
	You slide to my feet
	You slide across the floor
	I, throw your head across the ice
	I, throw my head through a window
	Crash, like poetry
	It' s four o' clock,
	I' m waiting
	Your face appears
	I keep forgetting your name
	While I' m writing this, you
	You crash through the wall
	You fall off the floor
	I, slide your head across the ice
	I, throw my hands through the window
	Crash, like gods
	A roomFull of delicate cutters
	All sitting down, the room has many doors
	All but one of them are closed
	She goes around Remember
	Opening the doors
	This has another ending
	Full of innocent children
	One of them are closed
	She goes around
	This has another ending Remember the room
	Full of delicate cutters
	Opening the doors

	zuò cí : Hersh
	It' s just the lack
	Of time I keep
	Reaching out, lashing out
	It' s just the lines
	Run down the walls
	I can' t believe they never fall
	The walls never leave
	And the walls begin to scream
	Ahh, and my toes against the wall
	I stare ahead
	The door inside the wall
	Your face inside the door
	You crawl across the room
	The picture never moves
	My books are very still
	You slide to my feet
	You slide across the floor
	I, throw your head across the ice
	I, throw my head through a window
	Crash, like poetry
	It' s four o' clock,
	I' m waiting
	Your face appears
	I keep forgetting your name
	While I' m writing this, you
	You crash through the wall
	You fall off the floor
	I, slide your head across the ice
	I, throw my hands through the window
	Crash, like gods
	A roomFull of delicate cutters
	All sitting down, the room has many doors
	All but one of them are closed
	She goes around Remember
	Opening the doors
	This has another ending
	Full of innocent children
	One of them are closed
	She goes around
	This has another ending Remember the room
	Full of delicate cutters
	Opening the doors

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