| Song | Dark Days, White Lines |
| Artist | Honeycut |
| Album | The Day I Turned To Glass |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Davenport, Salters, Sevener | |
| I feel so lonely that it's hard to see | |
| Like a fog rolling in around me | |
| Rolling my eyes at the light of day | |
| Last night was unrehearsed | |
| A slow dance with the girl that cursed | |
| I took heed of what she had to say | |
| Swallow the map before you travel | |
| Stay calm when your dreams unravel | |
| Moving around, take your badge away | |
| With the way you change your mind | |
| Disappear without a trace | |
| It gets hard to remember your face | |
| Dark days, white lines | |
| No way to see the road sign | |
| Going nowhere fast as we can | |
| Go whoa whoa whoa whoa | |
| Small hours in a rented room | |
| Quick glances at the door | |
| I need more but there's no one knocking | |
| I lost you in the snow and ice | |
| Feel lucky to be born tonight | |
| There's still time to blow it all away | |
| Dark days, white lines | |
| No way to see the road sign | |
| Going nowhere fast as we can | |
| Go whoa whoa whoa whoa | |
| Dark days, white lines | |
| No way to see the road sign | |
| Going nowhere fast as we can | |
| Go whoa whoa whoa whoa |
| zuo qu : Davenport, Salters, Sevener | |
| I feel so lonely that it' s hard to see | |
| Like a fog rolling in around me | |
| Rolling my eyes at the light of day | |
| Last night was unrehearsed | |
| A slow dance with the girl that cursed | |
| I took heed of what she had to say | |
| Swallow the map before you travel | |
| Stay calm when your dreams unravel | |
| Moving around, take your badge away | |
| With the way you change your mind | |
| Disappear without a trace | |
| It gets hard to remember your face | |
| Dark days, white lines | |
| No way to see the road sign | |
| Going nowhere fast as we can | |
| Go whoa whoa whoa whoa | |
| Small hours in a rented room | |
| Quick glances at the door | |
| I need more but there' s no one knocking | |
| I lost you in the snow and ice | |
| Feel lucky to be born tonight | |
| There' s still time to blow it all away | |
| Dark days, white lines | |
| No way to see the road sign | |
| Going nowhere fast as we can | |
| Go whoa whoa whoa whoa | |
| Dark days, white lines | |
| No way to see the road sign | |
| Going nowhere fast as we can | |
| Go whoa whoa whoa whoa |
| zuò qǔ : Davenport, Salters, Sevener | |
| I feel so lonely that it' s hard to see | |
| Like a fog rolling in around me | |
| Rolling my eyes at the light of day | |
| Last night was unrehearsed | |
| A slow dance with the girl that cursed | |
| I took heed of what she had to say | |
| Swallow the map before you travel | |
| Stay calm when your dreams unravel | |
| Moving around, take your badge away | |
| With the way you change your mind | |
| Disappear without a trace | |
| It gets hard to remember your face | |
| Dark days, white lines | |
| No way to see the road sign | |
| Going nowhere fast as we can | |
| Go whoa whoa whoa whoa | |
| Small hours in a rented room | |
| Quick glances at the door | |
| I need more but there' s no one knocking | |
| I lost you in the snow and ice | |
| Feel lucky to be born tonight | |
| There' s still time to blow it all away | |
| Dark days, white lines | |
| No way to see the road sign | |
| Going nowhere fast as we can | |
| Go whoa whoa whoa whoa | |
| Dark days, white lines | |
| No way to see the road sign | |
| Going nowhere fast as we can | |
| Go whoa whoa whoa whoa |