| Song | It's Locked Away |
| Artist | Band of Susans |
| Album | Love Agenda |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Poss | |
| The part no longer | |
| Has the ring of truth | |
| You cast the spells | |
| But leave the books on the shelves | |
| Stepping out of the frame | |
| But no one detects | |
| Backing down the stairs | |
| Looking just long enough to know | |
| It's locked away | |
| All blurry eyed | |
| They're getting frayed at the sides | |
| Windows painted on walls | |
| They've started screening their calls | |
| Stepping back in the shade | |
| How it used to be | |
| Another instant replayed | |
| It's locked away | |
| Always cast against type | |
| But no one detects | |
| How the light looks tonight | |
| Or just who it protects | |
| When it shines so bright | |
| I always close my eyes | |
| When it shines so bright | |
| It's blacking out life | |
| It's locked away |
| zuo ci : Poss | |
| The part no longer | |
| Has the ring of truth | |
| You cast the spells | |
| But leave the books on the shelves | |
| Stepping out of the frame | |
| But no one detects | |
| Backing down the stairs | |
| Looking just long enough to know | |
| It' s locked away | |
| All blurry eyed | |
| They' re getting frayed at the sides | |
| Windows painted on walls | |
| They' ve started screening their calls | |
| Stepping back in the shade | |
| How it used to be | |
| Another instant replayed | |
| It' s locked away | |
| Always cast against type | |
| But no one detects | |
| How the light looks tonight | |
| Or just who it protects | |
| When it shines so bright | |
| I always close my eyes | |
| When it shines so bright | |
| It' s blacking out life | |
| It' s locked away |
| zuò cí : Poss | |
| The part no longer | |
| Has the ring of truth | |
| You cast the spells | |
| But leave the books on the shelves | |
| Stepping out of the frame | |
| But no one detects | |
| Backing down the stairs | |
| Looking just long enough to know | |
| It' s locked away | |
| All blurry eyed | |
| They' re getting frayed at the sides | |
| Windows painted on walls | |
| They' ve started screening their calls | |
| Stepping back in the shade | |
| How it used to be | |
| Another instant replayed | |
| It' s locked away | |
| Always cast against type | |
| But no one detects | |
| How the light looks tonight | |
| Or just who it protects | |
| When it shines so bright | |
| I always close my eyes | |
| When it shines so bright | |
| It' s blacking out life | |
| It' s locked away |