| Song | I Don't Feel Very Receptive Today |
| Artist | Underoath |
| Album | They're Only Chasing Safety |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Chamberlain, Gillespie ... | |
| This door has been shut for days | |
| And it's all too familiar | |
| Can't I just crack a window | |
| Can't I just shake it off? | |
| I'm sure I've tasted this before, before, before | |
| I'm sure I've tasted this before | |
| Everything is out of reach | |
| And I just want to see outside | |
| The air, the air has been getting thin | |
| I feel like cutting it open tonight, tonight, yeah | |
| And falling on the floor | |
| There's nothing left unused in here | |
| There's nothing left to say | |
| I haven't talked in days | |
| And I'm really not too sure | |
| What I sound like anymore | |
| My vision has gone and my mouth is full of sores, of sores | |
| I feel like dripping it dry tonight, yeah | |
| For over and over again | |
| It's time, it's time to open up the door, the door |
| zuo qu : Chamberlain, Gillespie ... | |
| This door has been shut for days | |
| And it' s all too familiar | |
| Can' t I just crack a window | |
| Can' t I just shake it off? | |
| I' m sure I' ve tasted this before, before, before | |
| I' m sure I' ve tasted this before | |
| Everything is out of reach | |
| And I just want to see outside | |
| The air, the air has been getting thin | |
| I feel like cutting it open tonight, tonight, yeah | |
| And falling on the floor | |
| There' s nothing left unused in here | |
| There' s nothing left to say | |
| I haven' t talked in days | |
| And I' m really not too sure | |
| What I sound like anymore | |
| My vision has gone and my mouth is full of sores, of sores | |
| I feel like dripping it dry tonight, yeah | |
| For over and over again | |
| It' s time, it' s time to open up the door, the door |
| zuò qǔ : Chamberlain, Gillespie ... | |
| This door has been shut for days | |
| And it' s all too familiar | |
| Can' t I just crack a window | |
| Can' t I just shake it off? | |
| I' m sure I' ve tasted this before, before, before | |
| I' m sure I' ve tasted this before | |
| Everything is out of reach | |
| And I just want to see outside | |
| The air, the air has been getting thin | |
| I feel like cutting it open tonight, tonight, yeah | |
| And falling on the floor | |
| There' s nothing left unused in here | |
| There' s nothing left to say | |
| I haven' t talked in days | |
| And I' m really not too sure | |
| What I sound like anymore | |
| My vision has gone and my mouth is full of sores, of sores | |
| I feel like dripping it dry tonight, yeah | |
| For over and over again | |
| It' s time, it' s time to open up the door, the door |