歌曲 | Landing |
歌手 | Moby |
专辑 | 18:The B-Sides |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Thick black soul | |
Moving slow, moving close to you | |
This life, I don't know | |
It seems kinda sick to me | |
Hold each other tight | |
Walking through to my destiny | |
This glitter in my eye | |
Catches light, catches sympathy | |
This glitter in my eye | |
Catches light, catches sympathy | |
Your lips are moving | |
But I can't hear what you say | |
Stars are falling | |
But you still feel the same way | |
This shield | |
What is real is believing | |
Thick black soul | |
Moving slow, moving close to you | |
This life, I don't knowIt seems kinda sick to me | |
Hold each other tight | |
Walking through to my destiny | |
Glitter in my eye | |
Catches light, catches sympathy | |
This glitter in my eye | |
Catches light, catches sympathy | |
Your lips are moving | |
But I can't hear what you say | |
Stars are falling | |
But you still feel the same way | |
This shield | |
What is real is believing | |
Thick black Thick black Thick black |
Thick black soul | |
Moving slow, moving close to you | |
This life, I don' t know | |
It seems kinda sick to me | |
Hold each other tight | |
Walking through to my destiny | |
This glitter in my eye | |
Catches light, catches sympathy | |
This glitter in my eye | |
Catches light, catches sympathy | |
Your lips are moving | |
But I can' t hear what you say | |
Stars are falling | |
But you still feel the same way | |
This shield | |
What is real is believing | |
Thick black soul | |
Moving slow, moving close to you | |
This life, I don' t knowIt seems kinda sick to me | |
Hold each other tight | |
Walking through to my destiny | |
Glitter in my eye | |
Catches light, catches sympathy | |
This glitter in my eye | |
Catches light, catches sympathy | |
Your lips are moving | |
But I can' t hear what you say | |
Stars are falling | |
But you still feel the same way | |
This shield | |
What is real is believing | |
Thick black Thick black Thick black |
Thick black soul | |
Moving slow, moving close to you | |
This life, I don' t know | |
It seems kinda sick to me | |
Hold each other tight | |
Walking through to my destiny | |
This glitter in my eye | |
Catches light, catches sympathy | |
This glitter in my eye | |
Catches light, catches sympathy | |
Your lips are moving | |
But I can' t hear what you say | |
Stars are falling | |
But you still feel the same way | |
This shield | |
What is real is believing | |
Thick black soul | |
Moving slow, moving close to you | |
This life, I don' t knowIt seems kinda sick to me | |
Hold each other tight | |
Walking through to my destiny | |
Glitter in my eye | |
Catches light, catches sympathy | |
This glitter in my eye | |
Catches light, catches sympathy | |
Your lips are moving | |
But I can' t hear what you say | |
Stars are falling | |
But you still feel the same way | |
This shield | |
What is real is believing | |
Thick black Thick black Thick black |