| Song | Endless Shovel |
| Artist | Rogue Wave |
| Album | Out of the Shadow |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Rogue | |
| These metal heads | |
| The market research | |
| They're so fond of that | |
| Those beady eyes | |
| The velvet tea cups | |
| The arms on the maps | |
| I'll never know just what | |
| I'm doing | |
| I'll never know what is it | |
| I never know what is wrong with you, you know | |
| It feels so bad | |
| The foreign films | |
| The skin and matter | |
| The thoughts on the shelf | |
| The level head | |
| The endless shovel | |
| The fat on the lap | |
| I feel so bad | |
| Yet it seems so right | |
| You point out every mistake and complain every night | |
| I'll never know just what | |
| I'm screwing | |
| I'll never know what is it | |
| I never know what is wrong with you, you know | |
| It feels so bad |
| zuo qu : Rogue | |
| These metal heads | |
| The market research | |
| They' re so fond of that | |
| Those beady eyes | |
| The velvet tea cups | |
| The arms on the maps | |
| I' ll never know just what | |
| I' m doing | |
| I' ll never know what is it | |
| I never know what is wrong with you, you know | |
| It feels so bad | |
| The foreign films | |
| The skin and matter | |
| The thoughts on the shelf | |
| The level head | |
| The endless shovel | |
| The fat on the lap | |
| I feel so bad | |
| Yet it seems so right | |
| You point out every mistake and complain every night | |
| I' ll never know just what | |
| I' m screwing | |
| I' ll never know what is it | |
| I never know what is wrong with you, you know | |
| It feels so bad |
| zuò qǔ : Rogue | |
| These metal heads | |
| The market research | |
| They' re so fond of that | |
| Those beady eyes | |
| The velvet tea cups | |
| The arms on the maps | |
| I' ll never know just what | |
| I' m doing | |
| I' ll never know what is it | |
| I never know what is wrong with you, you know | |
| It feels so bad | |
| The foreign films | |
| The skin and matter | |
| The thoughts on the shelf | |
| The level head | |
| The endless shovel | |
| The fat on the lap | |
| I feel so bad | |
| Yet it seems so right | |
| You point out every mistake and complain every night | |
| I' ll never know just what | |
| I' m screwing | |
| I' ll never know what is it | |
| I never know what is wrong with you, you know | |
| It feels so bad |