歌曲 | Stairwell Wall |
歌手 | Ben Hammersley |
专辑 | Solace EP |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Standing on the edge of a cityscape | |
Now I'm walking this tightrope that I can't escape | |
If I was you I'd be on the first train home | |
Sat at home on a Tuesday night | |
The talk-show host and those fragile lies | |
But you're my favourite sentence | |
And I'm wondering if you'll find your way home | |
Running our hands down the stairwell wall | |
I'm going down, down, down | |
The one that you had me paint blue | |
In a bet to shift my mood | |
I'm stacking all the fotos in the front of a book | |
And feeling down, down, down | |
These walls have seen the bones of us | |
These walls… will never fall | |
Push this body out to sea | |
And you forget all the warmth that you found in me | |
‘Cause I heard your blood runs a little bit colder than most | |
Flying of the handle of a lovers tiff | |
I never knew expression could look so stiff | |
But I'll shake it off ‘cause you're just a little piece of my heart | |
Running our hands down the stairwell wall | |
And I'm going down, down, down | |
The one that you had me paint blue | |
In a bet to shift my mood | |
I'm stacking all the fotos in the front of a book | |
And feeling down, down, down | |
These walls have seen the bones of us | |
These walls… will never fall | |
Never fall |
Standing on the edge of a cityscape | |
Now I' m walking this tightrope that I can' t escape | |
If I was you I' d be on the first train home | |
Sat at home on a Tuesday night | |
The talkshow host and those fragile lies | |
But you' re my favourite sentence | |
And I' m wondering if you' ll find your way home | |
Running our hands down the stairwell wall | |
I' m going down, down, down | |
The one that you had me paint blue | |
In a bet to shift my mood | |
I' m stacking all the fotos in the front of a book | |
And feeling down, down, down | |
These walls have seen the bones of us | |
These walls will never fall | |
Push this body out to sea | |
And you forget all the warmth that you found in me | |
' Cause I heard your blood runs a little bit colder than most | |
Flying of the handle of a lovers tiff | |
I never knew expression could look so stiff | |
But I' ll shake it off ' cause you' re just a little piece of my heart | |
Running our hands down the stairwell wall | |
And I' m going down, down, down | |
The one that you had me paint blue | |
In a bet to shift my mood | |
I' m stacking all the fotos in the front of a book | |
And feeling down, down, down | |
These walls have seen the bones of us | |
These walls will never fall | |
Never fall |
Standing on the edge of a cityscape | |
Now I' m walking this tightrope that I can' t escape | |
If I was you I' d be on the first train home | |
Sat at home on a Tuesday night | |
The talkshow host and those fragile lies | |
But you' re my favourite sentence | |
And I' m wondering if you' ll find your way home | |
Running our hands down the stairwell wall | |
I' m going down, down, down | |
The one that you had me paint blue | |
In a bet to shift my mood | |
I' m stacking all the fotos in the front of a book | |
And feeling down, down, down | |
These walls have seen the bones of us | |
These walls will never fall | |
Push this body out to sea | |
And you forget all the warmth that you found in me | |
' Cause I heard your blood runs a little bit colder than most | |
Flying of the handle of a lovers tiff | |
I never knew expression could look so stiff | |
But I' ll shake it off ' cause you' re just a little piece of my heart | |
Running our hands down the stairwell wall | |
And I' m going down, down, down | |
The one that you had me paint blue | |
In a bet to shift my mood | |
I' m stacking all the fotos in the front of a book | |
And feeling down, down, down | |
These walls have seen the bones of us | |
These walls will never fall | |
Never fall |