| Song | Smallness. |
| Artist | Ben Zaidi |
| Album | Smallness. |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Benjamin Blumstein | |
| 作曲 : Benjamin Blumstein | |
| Two weeks to the day that | |
| We up and walked away | |
| Scratched words in a paper plate | |
| Turned over in the yard | |
| I saw a burning light and | |
| Planes turning air to flight | |
| Throwing ocean on the night | |
| Where flames stood like a scar | |
| All I wanna say is | |
| You'll come for me someday | |
| When the streets have all been paved | |
| And the heirlooms come around | |
| You wanna be my friend then | |
| Tell me why your face descends | |
| When I go by and you pretend | |
| That we're all happy now | |
| But I lie on you | |
| Just like I always do | |
| But it's the smallness | |
| I can't take the smallness | |
| Of it all | |
| Of it all | |
| Of it all | |
| LA is burning wild | |
| The superficial's back in style | |
| All that glow got me beguiled | |
| But i was younger then | |
| You came and ate it up | |
| But i couldn't take the stuff | |
| And they took me away in cuffs | |
| As the light was coming in | |
| And the crowds part on you | |
| And they all long for the truth | |
| I think I'm the smallest | |
| I think I'm the smallest | |
| Of them all | |
| Of them all | |
| Of them all |
| zuo ci : Benjamin Blumstein | |
| zuo qu : Benjamin Blumstein | |
| Two weeks to the day that | |
| We up and walked away | |
| Scratched words in a paper plate | |
| Turned over in the yard | |
| I saw a burning light and | |
| Planes turning air to flight | |
| Throwing ocean on the night | |
| Where flames stood like a scar | |
| All I wanna say is | |
| You' ll come for me someday | |
| When the streets have all been paved | |
| And the heirlooms come around | |
| You wanna be my friend then | |
| Tell me why your face descends | |
| When I go by and you pretend | |
| That we' re all happy now | |
| But I lie on you | |
| Just like I always do | |
| But it' s the smallness | |
| I can' t take the smallness | |
| Of it all | |
| Of it all | |
| Of it all | |
| LA is burning wild | |
| The superficial' s back in style | |
| All that glow got me beguiled | |
| But i was younger then | |
| You came and ate it up | |
| But i couldn' t take the stuff | |
| And they took me away in cuffs | |
| As the light was coming in | |
| And the crowds part on you | |
| And they all long for the truth | |
| I think I' m the smallest | |
| I think I' m the smallest | |
| Of them all | |
| Of them all | |
| Of them all |
| zuò cí : Benjamin Blumstein | |
| zuò qǔ : Benjamin Blumstein | |
| Two weeks to the day that | |
| We up and walked away | |
| Scratched words in a paper plate | |
| Turned over in the yard | |
| I saw a burning light and | |
| Planes turning air to flight | |
| Throwing ocean on the night | |
| Where flames stood like a scar | |
| All I wanna say is | |
| You' ll come for me someday | |
| When the streets have all been paved | |
| And the heirlooms come around | |
| You wanna be my friend then | |
| Tell me why your face descends | |
| When I go by and you pretend | |
| That we' re all happy now | |
| But I lie on you | |
| Just like I always do | |
| But it' s the smallness | |
| I can' t take the smallness | |
| Of it all | |
| Of it all | |
| Of it all | |
| LA is burning wild | |
| The superficial' s back in style | |
| All that glow got me beguiled | |
| But i was younger then | |
| You came and ate it up | |
| But i couldn' t take the stuff | |
| And they took me away in cuffs | |
| As the light was coming in | |
| And the crowds part on you | |
| And they all long for the truth | |
| I think I' m the smallest | |
| I think I' m the smallest | |
| Of them all | |
| Of them all | |
| Of them all |