| Song | Ghosts, And The Swing Of Things |
| Artist | Chokebore |
| Album | A Taste For Bitters |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Chokebore | |
| I've been staying up nights talking to the floors like some people that I once knew when I wasn't quite so poor. | |
| They let themselves be sad songs. They let themselves be sad songs. | |
| I can't stand the silence, I get off my head, she came to me to unwind and let it out in bed. | |
| She lives her live like sad songs...she lives her live like sad songs. | |
| And so do I. | |
| I've been staying up nights walking through floors, now I can see through her eyes and I don't speak no more. | |
| They treat their lives like sad songs... they treat their lives like sad songs. | |
| And so do I. |
| zuo ci : Chokebore | |
| I' ve been staying up nights talking to the floors like some people that I once knew when I wasn' t quite so poor. | |
| They let themselves be sad songs. They let themselves be sad songs. | |
| I can' t stand the silence, I get off my head, she came to me to unwind and let it out in bed. | |
| She lives her live like sad songs... she lives her live like sad songs. | |
| And so do I. | |
| I' ve been staying up nights walking through floors, now I can see through her eyes and I don' t speak no more. | |
| They treat their lives like sad songs... they treat their lives like sad songs. | |
| And so do I. |
| zuò cí : Chokebore | |
| I' ve been staying up nights talking to the floors like some people that I once knew when I wasn' t quite so poor. | |
| They let themselves be sad songs. They let themselves be sad songs. | |
| I can' t stand the silence, I get off my head, she came to me to unwind and let it out in bed. | |
| She lives her live like sad songs... she lives her live like sad songs. | |
| And so do I. | |
| I' ve been staying up nights walking through floors, now I can see through her eyes and I don' t speak no more. | |
| They treat their lives like sad songs... they treat their lives like sad songs. | |
| And so do I. |