| Song | Switch Off The Sun |
| Artist | Pati Yang |
| Album | Silent Treatment |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Hilton, Yang | |
| This morning's been cruel to me again | |
| And even my bed is cold | |
| Naked I seat down and break in tears | |
| So hysterical | |
| Tearing off the pillows of past | |
| I bet all neighbours have heard me before | |
| Can't beat another sleepless night | |
| Does it have to go on? | |
| (Carry on) Finding pieces of me on the streets | |
| It's only when I lose my faith | |
| And it won't stop raining | |
| Chasing days on the runaway | |
| From the deep burning | |
| It's only when I fade away | |
| And the fever stays | |
| Water is gonna have to be | |
| Once more the substitute for milk | |
| I close my eyes: | |
| I think they've seen enough | |
| Light hurts: | |
| Can anyone switch off the sun? | |
| (Carry on) Finding pieces of me on the streets | |
| It's only when I lose my faith | |
| And it won't stop raining | |
| Chasing days on the runaway | |
| From the deep burning | |
| It's only when I fade away | |
| And the fever stays |
| zuo qu : Hilton, Yang | |
| This morning' s been cruel to me again | |
| And even my bed is cold | |
| Naked I seat down and break in tears | |
| So hysterical | |
| Tearing off the pillows of past | |
| I bet all neighbours have heard me before | |
| Can' t beat another sleepless night | |
| Does it have to go on? | |
| Carry on Finding pieces of me on the streets | |
| It' s only when I lose my faith | |
| And it won' t stop raining | |
| Chasing days on the runaway | |
| From the deep burning | |
| It' s only when I fade away | |
| And the fever stays | |
| Water is gonna have to be | |
| Once more the substitute for milk | |
| I close my eyes: | |
| I think they' ve seen enough | |
| Light hurts: | |
| Can anyone switch off the sun? | |
| Carry on Finding pieces of me on the streets | |
| It' s only when I lose my faith | |
| And it won' t stop raining | |
| Chasing days on the runaway | |
| From the deep burning | |
| It' s only when I fade away | |
| And the fever stays |
| zuò qǔ : Hilton, Yang | |
| This morning' s been cruel to me again | |
| And even my bed is cold | |
| Naked I seat down and break in tears | |
| So hysterical | |
| Tearing off the pillows of past | |
| I bet all neighbours have heard me before | |
| Can' t beat another sleepless night | |
| Does it have to go on? | |
| Carry on Finding pieces of me on the streets | |
| It' s only when I lose my faith | |
| And it won' t stop raining | |
| Chasing days on the runaway | |
| From the deep burning | |
| It' s only when I fade away | |
| And the fever stays | |
| Water is gonna have to be | |
| Once more the substitute for milk | |
| I close my eyes: | |
| I think they' ve seen enough | |
| Light hurts: | |
| Can anyone switch off the sun? | |
| Carry on Finding pieces of me on the streets | |
| It' s only when I lose my faith | |
| And it won' t stop raining | |
| Chasing days on the runaway | |
| From the deep burning | |
| It' s only when I fade away | |
| And the fever stays |