| Song | A Song For The Optimists |
| Artist | Atreyu |
| Album | The Best Of Atreyu |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Atreyu | |
| Blow the last candle out. | |
| Let the wax harden. | |
| I wish I could stop crying. | |
| I wish that someone still loved me. | |
| I wish that someone still loved me. | |
| Just breathe and focus. | |
| How can I when the air is so cold and empty, | |
| That my lungs froze right in my chest? | |
| I'll be honest | |
| The silver linings are getting harder and harder to manufacture, | |
| And the smiles are so difficult to fake. | |
| I'll be honest | |
| The silver linings are getting harder and harder to manufacture, | |
| And the smiles are becoming so difficult for me to fake. | |
| What do I have to do | |
| Or who do I have to kill, | |
| To get what I want... What I need? | |
| What do I have to do | |
| Or who do I have to kill, | |
| To get what I want... What I need? | |
| Happiness is an emotion | |
| I was born to this world without. | |
| Nothing pleases me. | |
| I can never be satiated. | |
| Through this toil I will breed my own distress | |
| And destroy my best hopes; | |
| **** up the only things (that I love). | |
| I watched my aspirations crash into the ground | |
| On the backs of the angels that I've slain. | |
| But I meant so well; | |
| I tried so hard; | |
| Gave every bit of my soul; | |
| To what end? | |
| To what end? | |
| Desolation, desire, exhale, pass away. | |
| Desolation, desire, exhale, pass away. | |
| Desolation, desire, exhale, pass away. |
| zuo qu : Atreyu | |
| Blow the last candle out. | |
| Let the wax harden. | |
| I wish I could stop crying. | |
| I wish that someone still loved me. | |
| I wish that someone still loved me. | |
| Just breathe and focus. | |
| How can I when the air is so cold and empty, | |
| That my lungs froze right in my chest? | |
| I' ll be honest | |
| The silver linings are getting harder and harder to manufacture, | |
| And the smiles are so difficult to fake. | |
| I' ll be honest | |
| The silver linings are getting harder and harder to manufacture, | |
| And the smiles are becoming so difficult for me to fake. | |
| What do I have to do | |
| Or who do I have to kill, | |
| To get what I want... What I need? | |
| What do I have to do | |
| Or who do I have to kill, | |
| To get what I want... What I need? | |
| Happiness is an emotion | |
| I was born to this world without. | |
| Nothing pleases me. | |
| I can never be satiated. | |
| Through this toil I will breed my own distress | |
| And destroy my best hopes | |
| up the only things that I love. | |
| I watched my aspirations crash into the ground | |
| On the backs of the angels that I' ve slain. | |
| But I meant so well | |
| I tried so hard | |
| Gave every bit of my soul | |
| To what end? | |
| To what end? | |
| Desolation, desire, exhale, pass away. | |
| Desolation, desire, exhale, pass away. | |
| Desolation, desire, exhale, pass away. |
| zuò qǔ : Atreyu | |
| Blow the last candle out. | |
| Let the wax harden. | |
| I wish I could stop crying. | |
| I wish that someone still loved me. | |
| I wish that someone still loved me. | |
| Just breathe and focus. | |
| How can I when the air is so cold and empty, | |
| That my lungs froze right in my chest? | |
| I' ll be honest | |
| The silver linings are getting harder and harder to manufacture, | |
| And the smiles are so difficult to fake. | |
| I' ll be honest | |
| The silver linings are getting harder and harder to manufacture, | |
| And the smiles are becoming so difficult for me to fake. | |
| What do I have to do | |
| Or who do I have to kill, | |
| To get what I want... What I need? | |
| What do I have to do | |
| Or who do I have to kill, | |
| To get what I want... What I need? | |
| Happiness is an emotion | |
| I was born to this world without. | |
| Nothing pleases me. | |
| I can never be satiated. | |
| Through this toil I will breed my own distress | |
| And destroy my best hopes | |
| up the only things that I love. | |
| I watched my aspirations crash into the ground | |
| On the backs of the angels that I' ve slain. | |
| But I meant so well | |
| I tried so hard | |
| Gave every bit of my soul | |
| To what end? | |
| To what end? | |
| Desolation, desire, exhale, pass away. | |
| Desolation, desire, exhale, pass away. | |
| Desolation, desire, exhale, pass away. |