| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Catchers, Grundle |
| [00:28.03] | This a song from beneath the ground |
| [00:32.36] | I only echo October's sound |
| [00:36.75] | Belly-kissed into some half-life |
| [00:40.84] | Standing naked to be crucified |
| [00:43.84] | |
| [01:03.18] | On tempered plains we speak in flames |
| [01:07.47] | Questions ripping against the grain |
| [01:11.95] | Children scream at the already-framed |
| [01:16.00] | We are too restless to shoulder the blame |
| [01:19.59] | |
| [01:29.56] | I don't mean to tie you down |
| [01:33.65] | I just don't know where it's coming from |
| [01:37.39] | This emptiness leads to craving |
| [01:48.91] | |
| [02:02.41] | My autumn, no-one alive could touch her wisdom |
| [02:09.17] | Her glint was jewelled and fired in heaven's pool |
| [02:19.47] | My precious cousin, my twin, my second skin |
| [02:26.73] | The only thing I ever fought to win |
| [02:32.82] | |
| [02:35.47] | Don't suffocate what you want to protect |
| [02:41.26] | She'll rise for air and then you'll start her descent |
| [02:44.50] | Far from the garden you built to impress |
| [02:48.74] | She is the angel your friends will undress |
| [02:52.43] | |
| [02:55.24] | My autumn, no-one alive could touch her wisdom |
| [03:01.87] | Her glint was jewelled and fired in heaven's pool |
| [03:12.30] | My precious cousin, my twin, my second skin |
| [03:19.61] | The only thing I ever fought to win |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Catchers, Grundle |
| [00:28.03] | This a song from beneath the ground |
| [00:32.36] | I only echo October' s sound |
| [00:36.75] | Bellykissed into some halflife |
| [00:40.84] | Standing naked to be crucified |
| [00:43.84] | |
| [01:03.18] | On tempered plains we speak in flames |
| [01:07.47] | Questions ripping against the grain |
| [01:11.95] | Children scream at the alreadyframed |
| [01:16.00] | We are too restless to shoulder the blame |
| [01:19.59] | |
| [01:29.56] | I don' t mean to tie you down |
| [01:33.65] | I just don' t know where it' s coming from |
| [01:37.39] | This emptiness leads to craving |
| [01:48.91] | |
| [02:02.41] | My autumn, noone alive could touch her wisdom |
| [02:09.17] | Her glint was jewelled and fired in heaven' s pool |
| [02:19.47] | My precious cousin, my twin, my second skin |
| [02:26.73] | The only thing I ever fought to win |
| [02:32.82] | |
| [02:35.47] | Don' t suffocate what you want to protect |
| [02:41.26] | She' ll rise for air and then you' ll start her descent |
| [02:44.50] | Far from the garden you built to impress |
| [02:48.74] | She is the angel your friends will undress |
| [02:52.43] | |
| [02:55.24] | My autumn, noone alive could touch her wisdom |
| [03:01.87] | Her glint was jewelled and fired in heaven' s pool |
| [03:12.30] | My precious cousin, my twin, my second skin |
| [03:19.61] | The only thing I ever fought to win |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Catchers, Grundle |
| [00:28.03] | This a song from beneath the ground |
| [00:32.36] | I only echo October' s sound |
| [00:36.75] | Bellykissed into some halflife |
| [00:40.84] | Standing naked to be crucified |
| [00:43.84] | |
| [01:03.18] | On tempered plains we speak in flames |
| [01:07.47] | Questions ripping against the grain |
| [01:11.95] | Children scream at the alreadyframed |
| [01:16.00] | We are too restless to shoulder the blame |
| [01:19.59] | |
| [01:29.56] | I don' t mean to tie you down |
| [01:33.65] | I just don' t know where it' s coming from |
| [01:37.39] | This emptiness leads to craving |
| [01:48.91] | |
| [02:02.41] | My autumn, noone alive could touch her wisdom |
| [02:09.17] | Her glint was jewelled and fired in heaven' s pool |
| [02:19.47] | My precious cousin, my twin, my second skin |
| [02:26.73] | The only thing I ever fought to win |
| [02:32.82] | |
| [02:35.47] | Don' t suffocate what you want to protect |
| [02:41.26] | She' ll rise for air and then you' ll start her descent |
| [02:44.50] | Far from the garden you built to impress |
| [02:48.74] | She is the angel your friends will undress |
| [02:52.43] | |
| [02:55.24] | My autumn, noone alive could touch her wisdom |
| [03:01.87] | Her glint was jewelled and fired in heaven' s pool |
| [03:12.30] | My precious cousin, my twin, my second skin |
| [03:19.61] | The only thing I ever fought to win |