| Song | The Crowd |
| Artist | Operation Ivy |
| Album | Operation Ivy |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Operation Ivy | |
| wrenched into the world, deanaesthetized | |
| blurry images fiht their way through halfway opened eyes | |
| awakened by alarm fifteen minutes of hygeine | |
| twenty minutes of eating thirty seconds to the door | |
| I looked outside I looked into the eyes | |
| of the impersonal mob I've seen a thousand times before | |
| feeling under covers like books on a shelf | |
| if we're scared of one another | |
| must be scared of ourself | |
| more than just another crowd | |
| we need a gathering instead | |
| drink drink in the badland liquid bread for the poor | |
| another member of the crowd goes down to drown at the liquor store | |
| choose your escape in the heartland | |
| of product and demand when you feel like a wasp in the swarm | |
| you gotta get away anyway that you can |
| zuo ci : Operation Ivy | |
| wrenched into the world, deanaesthetized | |
| blurry images fiht their way through halfway opened eyes | |
| awakened by alarm fifteen minutes of hygeine | |
| twenty minutes of eating thirty seconds to the door | |
| I looked outside I looked into the eyes | |
| of the impersonal mob I' ve seen a thousand times before | |
| feeling under covers like books on a shelf | |
| if we' re scared of one another | |
| must be scared of ourself | |
| more than just another crowd | |
| we need a gathering instead | |
| drink drink in the badland liquid bread for the poor | |
| another member of the crowd goes down to drown at the liquor store | |
| choose your escape in the heartland | |
| of product and demand when you feel like a wasp in the swarm | |
| you gotta get away anyway that you can |
| zuò cí : Operation Ivy | |
| wrenched into the world, deanaesthetized | |
| blurry images fiht their way through halfway opened eyes | |
| awakened by alarm fifteen minutes of hygeine | |
| twenty minutes of eating thirty seconds to the door | |
| I looked outside I looked into the eyes | |
| of the impersonal mob I' ve seen a thousand times before | |
| feeling under covers like books on a shelf | |
| if we' re scared of one another | |
| must be scared of ourself | |
| more than just another crowd | |
| we need a gathering instead | |
| drink drink in the badland liquid bread for the poor | |
| another member of the crowd goes down to drown at the liquor store | |
| choose your escape in the heartland | |
| of product and demand when you feel like a wasp in the swarm | |
| you gotta get away anyway that you can |