歌曲 | Cyanide |
歌手 | The Early November |
专辑 | Imbue |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Trace my shape here on the wall | |
Color in my eyes and hair with chalk | |
And nobody will know that I’m gone | |
I’d hate to leave an impression | |
Its a battle just to talk, feel defeat when I walk | |
Want to smash and moan but I join the flock | |
Don’t believe in depression | |
I just gutted myself to prove that I’m different | |
I’m different | |
Chorus: | |
Drowning your problems into a rat hole | |
Sooner or later you’re gonna start the float | |
Lets just hope nobody will know | |
With your drips as lethal as cyanide | |
Its not much, we might be alright | |
But after a while nobody can hide | |
The color is there | |
And it starts to fade so fast | |
Yah, the equal signs on my mouth try to heal | |
My separated path | |
I not wish, but yearn to move along | |
We need to clear the way so my baggage clears the wall | |
Cover the place with post it notes till I have shown what I had done | |
Chorus | |
Until we don’t feel anything | |
Drowning your problems into a rat hole | |
Sooner or later you’re gonna start the float | |
Lets just hope nobody will know | |
With your drips as lethal as cyanide | |
Its not much, we might be alright | |
But after a while nobody can hide | |
Until we don’t feel anything, anymore |
Trace my shape here on the wall | |
Color in my eyes and hair with chalk | |
And nobody will know that I' m gone | |
I' d hate to leave an impression | |
Its a battle just to talk, feel defeat when I walk | |
Want to smash and moan but I join the flock | |
Don' t believe in depression | |
I just gutted myself to prove that I' m different | |
I' m different | |
Chorus: | |
Drowning your problems into a rat hole | |
Sooner or later you' re gonna start the float | |
Lets just hope nobody will know | |
With your drips as lethal as cyanide | |
Its not much, we might be alright | |
But after a while nobody can hide | |
The color is there | |
And it starts to fade so fast | |
Yah, the equal signs on my mouth try to heal | |
My separated path | |
I not wish, but yearn to move along | |
We need to clear the way so my baggage clears the wall | |
Cover the place with post it notes till I have shown what I had done | |
Chorus | |
Until we don' t feel anything | |
Drowning your problems into a rat hole | |
Sooner or later you' re gonna start the float | |
Lets just hope nobody will know | |
With your drips as lethal as cyanide | |
Its not much, we might be alright | |
But after a while nobody can hide | |
Until we don' t feel anything, anymore |
Trace my shape here on the wall | |
Color in my eyes and hair with chalk | |
And nobody will know that I' m gone | |
I' d hate to leave an impression | |
Its a battle just to talk, feel defeat when I walk | |
Want to smash and moan but I join the flock | |
Don' t believe in depression | |
I just gutted myself to prove that I' m different | |
I' m different | |
Chorus: | |
Drowning your problems into a rat hole | |
Sooner or later you' re gonna start the float | |
Lets just hope nobody will know | |
With your drips as lethal as cyanide | |
Its not much, we might be alright | |
But after a while nobody can hide | |
The color is there | |
And it starts to fade so fast | |
Yah, the equal signs on my mouth try to heal | |
My separated path | |
I not wish, but yearn to move along | |
We need to clear the way so my baggage clears the wall | |
Cover the place with post it notes till I have shown what I had done | |
Chorus | |
Until we don' t feel anything | |
Drowning your problems into a rat hole | |
Sooner or later you' re gonna start the float | |
Lets just hope nobody will know | |
With your drips as lethal as cyanide | |
Its not much, we might be alright | |
But after a while nobody can hide | |
Until we don' t feel anything, anymore |