| Song | An Autobiography in Vivid Color, Pt. 1 |
| Artist | Of Machines |
| Album | As If Everything Was Held in Place |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Of Machines | |
| Living in recession. | |
| It isolates the time that's past by. | |
| And it feels so long. | |
| I reach for that line I can't hold on, I can't hold on... | |
| I can't see what lies beneath the words. | |
| Where have I been? Where have I been? | |
| Between what rests in my soul and what's given. | |
| It will never... it will never weigh the truth. | |
| I WONT GIVE UP THIS IS NOT WHERE I STOP. | |
| THE TRUTH IT LIES AND THERE IS FAITH BEHIND THE FRAMES. | |
| I have a lot riding on this. | |
| And I can't afford to give up now. | |
| The scene's repeating. | |
| I WONT GIVE UP. | |
| I'VE COME TO THE CONCLUSION THAT THERE IS NO ESCAPING. | |
| And I told you once, | |
| And ill tell you again, | |
| Secrets are kept | |
| By your end | |
| And i told you once, | |
| And ill told you this | |
| When we survive, | |
| We only pretend x2 | |
| This is the golden rule, | |
| Keep what you have. | |
| Cuz its all we have left. x4 |
| zuo qu : Of Machines | |
| Living in recession. | |
| It isolates the time that' s past by. | |
| And it feels so long. | |
| I reach for that line I can' t hold on, I can' t hold on... | |
| I can' t see what lies beneath the words. | |
| Where have I been? Where have I been? | |
| Between what rests in my soul and what' s given. | |
| It will never... it will never weigh the truth. | |
| I WONT GIVE UP THIS IS NOT WHERE I STOP. | |
| THE TRUTH IT LIES AND THERE IS FAITH BEHIND THE FRAMES. | |
| I have a lot riding on this. | |
| And I can' t afford to give up now. | |
| The scene' s repeating. | |
| I WONT GIVE UP. | |
| I' VE COME TO THE CONCLUSION THAT THERE IS NO ESCAPING. | |
| And I told you once, | |
| And ill tell you again, | |
| Secrets are kept | |
| By your end | |
| And i told you once, | |
| And ill told you this | |
| When we survive, | |
| We only pretend x2 | |
| This is the golden rule, | |
| Keep what you have. | |
| Cuz its all we have left. x4 |
| zuò qǔ : Of Machines | |
| Living in recession. | |
| It isolates the time that' s past by. | |
| And it feels so long. | |
| I reach for that line I can' t hold on, I can' t hold on... | |
| I can' t see what lies beneath the words. | |
| Where have I been? Where have I been? | |
| Between what rests in my soul and what' s given. | |
| It will never... it will never weigh the truth. | |
| I WONT GIVE UP THIS IS NOT WHERE I STOP. | |
| THE TRUTH IT LIES AND THERE IS FAITH BEHIND THE FRAMES. | |
| I have a lot riding on this. | |
| And I can' t afford to give up now. | |
| The scene' s repeating. | |
| I WONT GIVE UP. | |
| I' VE COME TO THE CONCLUSION THAT THERE IS NO ESCAPING. | |
| And I told you once, | |
| And ill tell you again, | |
| Secrets are kept | |
| By your end | |
| And i told you once, | |
| And ill told you this | |
| When we survive, | |
| We only pretend x2 | |
| This is the golden rule, | |
| Keep what you have. | |
| Cuz its all we have left. x4 |