| Song | I'll Call This My Own |
| Artist | Beneath the Sky |
| Album | The Day the Music Died |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Beneath The Sky, Stafford | |
| I spent my years believing in the good that's from within | |
| some philosopher along the way considers it a man's conscience | |
| But I've grown weary of making the same mistakes | |
| Defecating on everything where I once found grace | |
| But Yeah I still get up and try (Though I deny) | |
| To make the most of my life | |
| 'Cause up here I feel I've got a message to deliver (Though to deaf ears) | |
| Whoa-oh I just started to believe | |
| But now I see Reality | |
| No matter the thousands surrounding me I will always be alone | |
| No one to trust nothing to call my own | |
| I spent the last two years believing in a bottle and a drink | |
| What fills me with ecstasy will soon make my hands shake | |
| And it's no different than anything else in life | |
| Within the good comes out the bad | |
| Take it or leave it as you like | |
| But Yeah I still get up and try (Though I deny) | |
| To make the most of my life | |
| 'Cause up here I feel I've got a message to deliver (Though to deaf ears) | |
| Whoa-oh I just started to believe | |
| But now I see Reality | |
| No matter the thousands surrounding me I will always be alone | |
| No one to trust nothing to call my own | |
| I spent my years believing in the good that's from within | |
| But I've grown weary of making the same mistakes | |
| Within the good comes out the bad | |
| Whoa-oh I just started to believe | |
| But now I see Reality | |
| No matter the thousands surrounding me I will always be alone | |
| No one to trust nothing to call my own | |
| Whoa-oh I just started to believe | |
| But now I see Reality | |
| No matter the thousands surrounding me I will always be alone | |
| No one to trust nothing to call my own |
| zuo qu : Beneath The Sky, Stafford | |
| I spent my years believing in the good that' s from within | |
| some philosopher along the way considers it a man' s conscience | |
| But I' ve grown weary of making the same mistakes | |
| Defecating on everything where I once found grace | |
| But Yeah I still get up and try Though I deny | |
| To make the most of my life | |
| ' Cause up here I feel I' ve got a message to deliver Though to deaf ears | |
| Whoaoh I just started to believe | |
| But now I see Reality | |
| No matter the thousands surrounding me I will always be alone | |
| No one to trust nothing to call my own | |
| I spent the last two years believing in a bottle and a drink | |
| What fills me with ecstasy will soon make my hands shake | |
| And it' s no different than anything else in life | |
| Within the good comes out the bad | |
| Take it or leave it as you like | |
| But Yeah I still get up and try Though I deny | |
| To make the most of my life | |
| ' Cause up here I feel I' ve got a message to deliver Though to deaf ears | |
| Whoaoh I just started to believe | |
| But now I see Reality | |
| No matter the thousands surrounding me I will always be alone | |
| No one to trust nothing to call my own | |
| I spent my years believing in the good that' s from within | |
| But I' ve grown weary of making the same mistakes | |
| Within the good comes out the bad | |
| Whoaoh I just started to believe | |
| But now I see Reality | |
| No matter the thousands surrounding me I will always be alone | |
| No one to trust nothing to call my own | |
| Whoaoh I just started to believe | |
| But now I see Reality | |
| No matter the thousands surrounding me I will always be alone | |
| No one to trust nothing to call my own |
| zuò qǔ : Beneath The Sky, Stafford | |
| I spent my years believing in the good that' s from within | |
| some philosopher along the way considers it a man' s conscience | |
| But I' ve grown weary of making the same mistakes | |
| Defecating on everything where I once found grace | |
| But Yeah I still get up and try Though I deny | |
| To make the most of my life | |
| ' Cause up here I feel I' ve got a message to deliver Though to deaf ears | |
| Whoaoh I just started to believe | |
| But now I see Reality | |
| No matter the thousands surrounding me I will always be alone | |
| No one to trust nothing to call my own | |
| I spent the last two years believing in a bottle and a drink | |
| What fills me with ecstasy will soon make my hands shake | |
| And it' s no different than anything else in life | |
| Within the good comes out the bad | |
| Take it or leave it as you like | |
| But Yeah I still get up and try Though I deny | |
| To make the most of my life | |
| ' Cause up here I feel I' ve got a message to deliver Though to deaf ears | |
| Whoaoh I just started to believe | |
| But now I see Reality | |
| No matter the thousands surrounding me I will always be alone | |
| No one to trust nothing to call my own | |
| I spent my years believing in the good that' s from within | |
| But I' ve grown weary of making the same mistakes | |
| Within the good comes out the bad | |
| Whoaoh I just started to believe | |
| But now I see Reality | |
| No matter the thousands surrounding me I will always be alone | |
| No one to trust nothing to call my own | |
| Whoaoh I just started to believe | |
| But now I see Reality | |
| No matter the thousands surrounding me I will always be alone | |
| No one to trust nothing to call my own |