| Song | Chemical Burns |
| Artist | Every Move a Picture |
| Album | Heart=Weapon |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Davis, Messenger | |
| Heaven breaks beneath the harm | |
| As tiny speakers crackle out your labored song | |
| Stretch your life to take it in | |
| There's no need to lie, we both know you'll be going | |
| Feels like I'm out there | |
| The fragrance of your wet hair | |
| I've been around this town with you a time or two, dear | |
| I've seen the moon against your lips and battled my fear | |
| Ive seen it all, dear | |
| It feels like I lived there with you | |
| It feels I will die here now | |
| And it feels I'm a slave to this ground | |
| I've been around love | |
| Still living underground, love | |
| Poison burning up your arms | |
| I just stand beside you dying for being strong | |
| Squint your eyes to take me in | |
| There's no need to lie, we both know you'll be going | |
| Feels like I'm up there | |
| The tender loving sweetness | |
| I've been around this life with you a time or two, dear | |
| I've seen the moon against your lips and battled my fear | |
| And Id do it again, dear | |
| It's feels like I lived there with you | |
| It feels I will die here now | |
| And it feels I'm a slave to this ground | |
| I've been around love | |
| Still living underground, though | |
| It feels like I lived there with you | |
| Remember pleasures so hard and so few | |
| It feels I'm a slave to this ground | |
| Ive been around, love | |
| Still living underground |
| zuo qu : Davis, Messenger | |
| Heaven breaks beneath the harm | |
| As tiny speakers crackle out your labored song | |
| Stretch your life to take it in | |
| There' s no need to lie, we both know you' ll be going | |
| Feels like I' m out there | |
| The fragrance of your wet hair | |
| I' ve been around this town with you a time or two, dear | |
| I' ve seen the moon against your lips and battled my fear | |
| Ive seen it all, dear | |
| It feels like I lived there with you | |
| It feels I will die here now | |
| And it feels I' m a slave to this ground | |
| I' ve been around love | |
| Still living underground, love | |
| Poison burning up your arms | |
| I just stand beside you dying for being strong | |
| Squint your eyes to take me in | |
| There' s no need to lie, we both know you' ll be going | |
| Feels like I' m up there | |
| The tender loving sweetness | |
| I' ve been around this life with you a time or two, dear | |
| I' ve seen the moon against your lips and battled my fear | |
| And Id do it again, dear | |
| It' s feels like I lived there with you | |
| It feels I will die here now | |
| And it feels I' m a slave to this ground | |
| I' ve been around love | |
| Still living underground, though | |
| It feels like I lived there with you | |
| Remember pleasures so hard and so few | |
| It feels I' m a slave to this ground | |
| Ive been around, love | |
| Still living underground |
| zuò qǔ : Davis, Messenger | |
| Heaven breaks beneath the harm | |
| As tiny speakers crackle out your labored song | |
| Stretch your life to take it in | |
| There' s no need to lie, we both know you' ll be going | |
| Feels like I' m out there | |
| The fragrance of your wet hair | |
| I' ve been around this town with you a time or two, dear | |
| I' ve seen the moon against your lips and battled my fear | |
| Ive seen it all, dear | |
| It feels like I lived there with you | |
| It feels I will die here now | |
| And it feels I' m a slave to this ground | |
| I' ve been around love | |
| Still living underground, love | |
| Poison burning up your arms | |
| I just stand beside you dying for being strong | |
| Squint your eyes to take me in | |
| There' s no need to lie, we both know you' ll be going | |
| Feels like I' m up there | |
| The tender loving sweetness | |
| I' ve been around this life with you a time or two, dear | |
| I' ve seen the moon against your lips and battled my fear | |
| And Id do it again, dear | |
| It' s feels like I lived there with you | |
| It feels I will die here now | |
| And it feels I' m a slave to this ground | |
| I' ve been around love | |
| Still living underground, though | |
| It feels like I lived there with you | |
| Remember pleasures so hard and so few | |
| It feels I' m a slave to this ground | |
| Ive been around, love | |
| Still living underground |