| Song | Disaster Tourism |
| Artist | mewithoutYou |
| Album | Catch For Us The Foxes |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Mewithoutyou | |
| Call me outside I'll come running down. | |
| When I satisfied each need invented by my eye | |
| I was a nest by a fox's hole or dirt underneath your boots soles | |
| when I satisfied each need invented by my eye | |
| it was nothing like I'd imagined. | |
| Like cocaine, their green eyes fixed on the television to pass the time | |
| until their two miles of elegant blinds halfway raised for the watching as you walked by | |
| "Look, come to the window | |
| She carries a candle at mid-day while the sun's still so high!" | |
| But you knew better than to pay mind to what to people and the devil say call me outside, | |
| I'll come running down into the vacant, intoxicating night, | |
| call me outside to their haunted streets, their red electric lights, | |
| I'm on the sad side of a nowhere town, | |
| but sister I'm all you got so call me outside, | |
| I'll come running down - Then, not another word. |
| zuo qu : Mewithoutyou | |
| Call me outside I' ll come running down. | |
| When I satisfied each need invented by my eye | |
| I was a nest by a fox' s hole or dirt underneath your boots soles | |
| when I satisfied each need invented by my eye | |
| it was nothing like I' d imagined. | |
| Like cocaine, their green eyes fixed on the television to pass the time | |
| until their two miles of elegant blinds halfway raised for the watching as you walked by | |
| " Look, come to the window | |
| She carries a candle at midday while the sun' s still so high!" | |
| But you knew better than to pay mind to what to people and the devil say call me outside, | |
| I' ll come running down into the vacant, intoxicating night, | |
| call me outside to their haunted streets, their red electric lights, | |
| I' m on the sad side of a nowhere town, | |
| but sister I' m all you got so call me outside, | |
| I' ll come running down Then, not another word. |
| zuò qǔ : Mewithoutyou | |
| Call me outside I' ll come running down. | |
| When I satisfied each need invented by my eye | |
| I was a nest by a fox' s hole or dirt underneath your boots soles | |
| when I satisfied each need invented by my eye | |
| it was nothing like I' d imagined. | |
| Like cocaine, their green eyes fixed on the television to pass the time | |
| until their two miles of elegant blinds halfway raised for the watching as you walked by | |
| " Look, come to the window | |
| She carries a candle at midday while the sun' s still so high!" | |
| But you knew better than to pay mind to what to people and the devil say call me outside, | |
| I' ll come running down into the vacant, intoxicating night, | |
| call me outside to their haunted streets, their red electric lights, | |
| I' m on the sad side of a nowhere town, | |
| but sister I' m all you got so call me outside, | |
| I' ll come running down Then, not another word. |