Of These Reminders 歌词
| 歌曲 | Of These Reminders |
| 歌手 | Black Tape for a Blue Girl |
| 专辑 | A Chaos of Desire |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Rosenthal | |
| now i only see our intimacy lost- | |
| these thoughts repeatedly creep back to mind. | |
| trivial details. | |
| reminders that certain objects and actions | |
| can never again possess their simple meaninglessness. | |
| that they will always linger in an over-defined state. | |
| that they now possess and hide our intimacy- | |
| that they eternally capture and freeze us. | |
| and dance back as secrets, as memories... | |
| my tormentor. | |
| rooms that slowly overtake me: | |
| when i think that i can return to some form of peaceful existence. | |
| rooms and toys and thoughts and laughter | |
| that seems forever intertwined with my thoughts for you. | |
| fleeting moments of who we were, that keep my life from moving on. | |
| i feel rocked into a comfortable way of life, | |
| in which i prefer to live with these reminders... | |
| rather than make my new beginnings. |
| zuo ci : Rosenthal | |
| now i only see our intimacy lost | |
| these thoughts repeatedly creep back to mind. | |
| trivial details. | |
| reminders that certain objects and actions | |
| can never again possess their simple meaninglessness. | |
| that they will always linger in an overdefined state. | |
| that they now possess and hide our intimacy | |
| that they eternally capture and freeze us. | |
| and dance back as secrets, as memories... | |
| my tormentor. | |
| rooms that slowly overtake me: | |
| when i think that i can return to some form of peaceful existence. | |
| rooms and toys and thoughts and laughter | |
| that seems forever intertwined with my thoughts for you. | |
| fleeting moments of who we were, that keep my life from moving on. | |
| i feel rocked into a comfortable way of life, | |
| in which i prefer to live with these reminders... | |
| rather than make my new beginnings. |
| zuò cí : Rosenthal | |
| now i only see our intimacy lost | |
| these thoughts repeatedly creep back to mind. | |
| trivial details. | |
| reminders that certain objects and actions | |
| can never again possess their simple meaninglessness. | |
| that they will always linger in an overdefined state. | |
| that they now possess and hide our intimacy | |
| that they eternally capture and freeze us. | |
| and dance back as secrets, as memories... | |
| my tormentor. | |
| rooms that slowly overtake me: | |
| when i think that i can return to some form of peaceful existence. | |
| rooms and toys and thoughts and laughter | |
| that seems forever intertwined with my thoughts for you. | |
| fleeting moments of who we were, that keep my life from moving on. | |
| i feel rocked into a comfortable way of life, | |
| in which i prefer to live with these reminders... | |
| rather than make my new beginnings. |
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