| Song | Velvet |
| Artist | Twilike Wonder |
| Album | Velvet |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : John Paolo Philippe Pegarido | |
| 作曲 : John Paolo Philippe Pegarido | |
| I’m pushed through my own static | |
| Emphatic in the attic | |
| Surely I’ll push through radio | |
| A glitch discovered | |
| in the system | |
| Fix it with your wisdom | |
| Of what colored wire will be cut | |
| Follow the light | |
| That light was a torch | |
| But don’t grow to fond of it | |
| Your hands get scorched | |
| Turn your eyes away | |
| From the light of today | |
| And ground your heels | |
| To unconscious tomorrow | |
| I can’t wrap my head around why things can | |
| Just fall straight down onto the ground | |
| Maybe it’s just, just the fact that | |
| I have never fallen before | |
| I can’t wrap my head around my own skull | |
| that’s why the world around looks so dull | |
| I’ll run through static day by day | |
| I guess it’s always been this way |
| zuo ci : John Paolo Philippe Pegarido | |
| zuo qu : John Paolo Philippe Pegarido | |
| I' m pushed through my own static | |
| Emphatic in the attic | |
| Surely I' ll push through radio | |
| A glitch discovered | |
| in the system | |
| Fix it with your wisdom | |
| Of what colored wire will be cut | |
| Follow the light | |
| That light was a torch | |
| But don' t grow to fond of it | |
| Your hands get scorched | |
| Turn your eyes away | |
| From the light of today | |
| And ground your heels | |
| To unconscious tomorrow | |
| I can' t wrap my head around why things can | |
| Just fall straight down onto the ground | |
| Maybe it' s just, just the fact that | |
| I have never fallen before | |
| I can' t wrap my head around my own skull | |
| that' s why the world around looks so dull | |
| I' ll run through static day by day | |
| I guess it' s always been this way |
| zuò cí : John Paolo Philippe Pegarido | |
| zuò qǔ : John Paolo Philippe Pegarido | |
| I' m pushed through my own static | |
| Emphatic in the attic | |
| Surely I' ll push through radio | |
| A glitch discovered | |
| in the system | |
| Fix it with your wisdom | |
| Of what colored wire will be cut | |
| Follow the light | |
| That light was a torch | |
| But don' t grow to fond of it | |
| Your hands get scorched | |
| Turn your eyes away | |
| From the light of today | |
| And ground your heels | |
| To unconscious tomorrow | |
| I can' t wrap my head around why things can | |
| Just fall straight down onto the ground | |
| Maybe it' s just, just the fact that | |
| I have never fallen before | |
| I can' t wrap my head around my own skull | |
| that' s why the world around looks so dull | |
| I' ll run through static day by day | |
| I guess it' s always been this way |