Emergency Broadcast Syndrome Lyrics
| Song | Emergency Broadcast Syndrome |
| Artist | Every Time I Die |
| Album | Last Night In Town |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : ?, Buckley | |
| I hate this city | |
| Reposition the phantom rigged, reflective tape | |
| Situated like a makeshift antenna, grinning like tinfoil | |
| We're losing reception, we can't pick up the game | |
| I should be discontinued, | |
| I am a broadcasting embarrassment | |
| Hiss like the damned | |
| Decoding the transmitted pulse that dispatch from her lips | |
| I am not receiving a sign that says | |
| I am still here anymore | |
| Do you hear me? | |
| Am I coming through at all? | |
| Is any of this making sense? | |
| Is any of this making sense? | |
| Is any of this making sense to you? | |
| You've got a ghost on your hands | |
| A televisual image only partially clear(I wish we'd all just stop talking at once) | |
| Scrambled phantom | |
| Spitting and cursing from the scrapheap we were on | |
| You should have lost your cool | |
| You should have lost your cool |
| zuo qu : ?, Buckley | |
| I hate this city | |
| Reposition the phantom rigged, reflective tape | |
| Situated like a makeshift antenna, grinning like tinfoil | |
| We' re losing reception, we can' t pick up the game | |
| I should be discontinued, | |
| I am a broadcasting embarrassment | |
| Hiss like the damned | |
| Decoding the transmitted pulse that dispatch from her lips | |
| I am not receiving a sign that says | |
| I am still here anymore | |
| Do you hear me? | |
| Am I coming through at all? | |
| Is any of this making sense? | |
| Is any of this making sense? | |
| Is any of this making sense to you? | |
| You' ve got a ghost on your hands | |
| A televisual image only partially clear I wish we' d all just stop talking at once | |
| Scrambled phantom | |
| Spitting and cursing from the scrapheap we were on | |
| You should have lost your cool | |
| You should have lost your cool |
| zuò qǔ : ?, Buckley | |
| I hate this city | |
| Reposition the phantom rigged, reflective tape | |
| Situated like a makeshift antenna, grinning like tinfoil | |
| We' re losing reception, we can' t pick up the game | |
| I should be discontinued, | |
| I am a broadcasting embarrassment | |
| Hiss like the damned | |
| Decoding the transmitted pulse that dispatch from her lips | |
| I am not receiving a sign that says | |
| I am still here anymore | |
| Do you hear me? | |
| Am I coming through at all? | |
| Is any of this making sense? | |
| Is any of this making sense? | |
| Is any of this making sense to you? | |
| You' ve got a ghost on your hands | |
| A televisual image only partially clear I wish we' d all just stop talking at once | |
| Scrambled phantom | |
| Spitting and cursing from the scrapheap we were on | |
| You should have lost your cool | |
| You should have lost your cool |
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