| Song | Inapprope |
| Artist | From Autumn to Ashes |
| Album | Abandon Your Friends |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : From Autumn To Ashes, Mark | |
| Mothers nursing orphans, retreating through the beams | |
| I think that you exist but do you really? | |
| Electric correspondence, you cannot pay the rent | |
| With hand me down appendages for chemical enslavement | |
| It's not indefinite, it's got a lifespan | |
| You try to nurture it, hope for extension | |
| As far as right and wrong, I know the difference | |
| But right is oh so dull, and no one's interested | |
| Amsterdamage doctors, prescribing recipes | |
| With side affection stapled to your black jeans | |
| Expressions are revealing just where I'd rather be | |
| But I'm thrown under the bus to try to resurrect a dead scene | |
| Buckle down, when it becomes a threat you vocalize a hard truth | |
| So here goes | |
| I've reached the top of this ladder but what did it matter, | |
| It's on the wrong wall |
| zuo qu : From Autumn To Ashes, Mark | |
| Mothers nursing orphans, retreating through the beams | |
| I think that you exist but do you really? | |
| Electric correspondence, you cannot pay the rent | |
| With hand me down appendages for chemical enslavement | |
| It' s not indefinite, it' s got a lifespan | |
| You try to nurture it, hope for extension | |
| As far as right and wrong, I know the difference | |
| But right is oh so dull, and no one' s interested | |
| Amsterdamage doctors, prescribing recipes | |
| With side affection stapled to your black jeans | |
| Expressions are revealing just where I' d rather be | |
| But I' m thrown under the bus to try to resurrect a dead scene | |
| Buckle down, when it becomes a threat you vocalize a hard truth | |
| So here goes | |
| I' ve reached the top of this ladder but what did it matter, | |
| It' s on the wrong wall |
| zuò qǔ : From Autumn To Ashes, Mark | |
| Mothers nursing orphans, retreating through the beams | |
| I think that you exist but do you really? | |
| Electric correspondence, you cannot pay the rent | |
| With hand me down appendages for chemical enslavement | |
| It' s not indefinite, it' s got a lifespan | |
| You try to nurture it, hope for extension | |
| As far as right and wrong, I know the difference | |
| But right is oh so dull, and no one' s interested | |
| Amsterdamage doctors, prescribing recipes | |
| With side affection stapled to your black jeans | |
| Expressions are revealing just where I' d rather be | |
| But I' m thrown under the bus to try to resurrect a dead scene | |
| Buckle down, when it becomes a threat you vocalize a hard truth | |
| So here goes | |
| I' ve reached the top of this ladder but what did it matter, | |
| It' s on the wrong wall |