歌曲 | Slightly defect hands |
歌手 | Thirteen Senses |
专辑 | Falls in the dark |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Thirteen Senses | |
作词 : Thirteen Senses | |
Gold turned into stone | |
Wish that it would show that i would | |
Been sinking so low, oh no | |
Dead ends in a start | |
We never get far show that is has | |
No meaning in it all, oh no | |
So many emptys to fill | |
My trembling hands can't help from my beginning | |
Slighty defected not one happened | |
Selling your stories not one happened | |
Whenever your wasted | |
Your not in my hands | |
Your in some other persons hands | |
Whenever your wasted | |
Your not in my hands | |
Your in some other persons hands | |
Lines drawn on a map | |
Points us to go where we have been | |
Already we've been so low | |
Friends talking of you | |
Saying bad things but its the things | |
Your thinking of you, oh no | |
Throw me line if you will | |
My trembling hands can't hold the truth you telling | |
Overly wasted not one happened | |
Under-productive not one happened | |
Whenever your sorry | |
Your not in my hands | |
Your in some other defect hands | |
Whenever your sorry | |
Your not in my hands | |
Your in some other defect hands | |
Whenever your sorry | |
Your not in my hands | |
Your in some other defect hands | |
Whenever your sorry | |
Your not in my hands | |
Your in some slighty defect hands |
zuo qu : Thirteen Senses | |
zuo ci : Thirteen Senses | |
Gold turned into stone | |
Wish that it would show that i would | |
Been sinking so low, oh no | |
Dead ends in a start | |
We never get far show that is has | |
No meaning in it all, oh no | |
So many emptys to fill | |
My trembling hands can' t help from my beginning | |
Slighty defected not one happened | |
Selling your stories not one happened | |
Whenever your wasted | |
Your not in my hands | |
Your in some other persons hands | |
Whenever your wasted | |
Your not in my hands | |
Your in some other persons hands | |
Lines drawn on a map | |
Points us to go where we have been | |
Already we' ve been so low | |
Friends talking of you | |
Saying bad things but its the things | |
Your thinking of you, oh no | |
Throw me line if you will | |
My trembling hands can' t hold the truth you telling | |
Overly wasted not one happened | |
Underproductive not one happened | |
Whenever your sorry | |
Your not in my hands | |
Your in some other defect hands | |
Whenever your sorry | |
Your not in my hands | |
Your in some other defect hands | |
Whenever your sorry | |
Your not in my hands | |
Your in some other defect hands | |
Whenever your sorry | |
Your not in my hands | |
Your in some slighty defect hands |
zuò qǔ : Thirteen Senses | |
zuò cí : Thirteen Senses | |
Gold turned into stone | |
Wish that it would show that i would | |
Been sinking so low, oh no | |
Dead ends in a start | |
We never get far show that is has | |
No meaning in it all, oh no | |
So many emptys to fill | |
My trembling hands can' t help from my beginning | |
Slighty defected not one happened | |
Selling your stories not one happened | |
Whenever your wasted | |
Your not in my hands | |
Your in some other persons hands | |
Whenever your wasted | |
Your not in my hands | |
Your in some other persons hands | |
Lines drawn on a map | |
Points us to go where we have been | |
Already we' ve been so low | |
Friends talking of you | |
Saying bad things but its the things | |
Your thinking of you, oh no | |
Throw me line if you will | |
My trembling hands can' t hold the truth you telling | |
Overly wasted not one happened | |
Underproductive not one happened | |
Whenever your sorry | |
Your not in my hands | |
Your in some other defect hands | |
Whenever your sorry | |
Your not in my hands | |
Your in some other defect hands | |
Whenever your sorry | |
Your not in my hands | |
Your in some other defect hands | |
Whenever your sorry | |
Your not in my hands | |
Your in some slighty defect hands |