| Song | Desperate Living |
| Artist | HORSE the Band |
| Album | Desperate Living |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Horse the Band, Winneke | |
| A play folds out on the forest floor | |
| I bought a one way ticket back to July | |
| Quantum | |
| Theory | |
| Breathless | |
| Yet... | |
| Discorporate. | |
| We are alive | |
| We are hostages | |
| Held for ransom | |
| by a gentleman ghost | |
| We are alive living day to day | |
| Building bridges and statues | |
| If I read the whole book | |
| What would I say? | |
| Now there's no mystery | |
| Just a bunch of pages | |
| Crumpled yesterdays | |
| ...and I'm not so sure we are together on this anymore | |
| It's like... | |
| Like nothing Matters | |
| Oh, but it does | |
| Woefully | |
| At peace | |
| We start to eat the seeds | |
| Hungry enough to eat tomorrow | |
| TOMORROW | |
| TOMORROW | |
| TOMORROW | |
| Listen breakers | |
| And listen bucks | |
| These are the one-rail hooks | |
| You're looking through garbage | |
| The wealth and filth of our dreams. |
| zuo qu : Horse the Band, Winneke | |
| A play folds out on the forest floor | |
| I bought a one way ticket back to July | |
| Quantum | |
| Theory | |
| Breathless | |
| Yet... | |
| Discorporate. | |
| We are alive | |
| We are hostages | |
| Held for ransom | |
| by a gentleman ghost | |
| We are alive living day to day | |
| Building bridges and statues | |
| If I read the whole book | |
| What would I say? | |
| Now there' s no mystery | |
| Just a bunch of pages | |
| Crumpled yesterdays | |
| ... and I' m not so sure we are together on this anymore | |
| It' s like... | |
| Like nothing Matters | |
| Oh, but it does | |
| Woefully | |
| At peace | |
| We start to eat the seeds | |
| Hungry enough to eat tomorrow | |
| TOMORROW | |
| TOMORROW | |
| TOMORROW | |
| Listen breakers | |
| And listen bucks | |
| These are the onerail hooks | |
| You' re looking through garbage | |
| The wealth and filth of our dreams. |
| zuò qǔ : Horse the Band, Winneke | |
| A play folds out on the forest floor | |
| I bought a one way ticket back to July | |
| Quantum | |
| Theory | |
| Breathless | |
| Yet... | |
| Discorporate. | |
| We are alive | |
| We are hostages | |
| Held for ransom | |
| by a gentleman ghost | |
| We are alive living day to day | |
| Building bridges and statues | |
| If I read the whole book | |
| What would I say? | |
| Now there' s no mystery | |
| Just a bunch of pages | |
| Crumpled yesterdays | |
| ... and I' m not so sure we are together on this anymore | |
| It' s like... | |
| Like nothing Matters | |
| Oh, but it does | |
| Woefully | |
| At peace | |
| We start to eat the seeds | |
| Hungry enough to eat tomorrow | |
| TOMORROW | |
| TOMORROW | |
| TOMORROW | |
| Listen breakers | |
| And listen bucks | |
| These are the onerail hooks | |
| You' re looking through garbage | |
| The wealth and filth of our dreams. |