| Song | Born Alone |
| Artist | Wilco |
| Album | Roadcase 022 - 2013-04-13 Tokyo, JP |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Artist:wilco | |
| Songs Title:born alone | |
| I have heard the wall and worried of the gospel | |
| Ferry faust it crossed a void | |
| I have married broken spoke charging smoke wheels | |
| Spit and swallowed opioids | |
| I am the driver at the wheel of the order | |
| Marching circles at the gate | |
| My eyes have seen the fury | |
| So flattered by fate | |
| Tonight I'd rather count the warm fuse? | |
| Subtract the silence of myself | |
| I would rather choose a million mind of mystery | |
| Be just the rigor for my health | |
| I wonder why strange rhymes overpower me | |
| Toss the chimneys in the sea | |
| I believe I've seen the finger | |
| To hide extremity | |
| Please come closer to the feather smooth lens fry | |
| Sadness is my luxury | |
| Will you wear torn the cold come before I die | |
| More aware of it than me | |
| Without the glowing stone | |
| The kids are unabashed | |
| Loneliness postponed | |
| My eyes deceiving glory | |
| I was born to die alone | |
| Alone |
| Artist: wilco | |
| Songs Title: born alone | |
| I have heard the wall and worried of the gospel | |
| Ferry faust it crossed a void | |
| I have married broken spoke charging smoke wheels | |
| Spit and swallowed opioids | |
| I am the driver at the wheel of the order | |
| Marching circles at the gate | |
| My eyes have seen the fury | |
| So flattered by fate | |
| Tonight I' d rather count the warm fuse? | |
| Subtract the silence of myself | |
| I would rather choose a million mind of mystery | |
| Be just the rigor for my health | |
| I wonder why strange rhymes overpower me | |
| Toss the chimneys in the sea | |
| I believe I' ve seen the finger | |
| To hide extremity | |
| Please come closer to the feather smooth lens fry | |
| Sadness is my luxury | |
| Will you wear torn the cold come before I die | |
| More aware of it than me | |
| Without the glowing stone | |
| The kids are unabashed | |
| Loneliness postponed | |
| My eyes deceiving glory | |
| I was born to die alone | |
| Alone |
| Artist: wilco | |
| Songs Title: born alone | |
| I have heard the wall and worried of the gospel | |
| Ferry faust it crossed a void | |
| I have married broken spoke charging smoke wheels | |
| Spit and swallowed opioids | |
| I am the driver at the wheel of the order | |
| Marching circles at the gate | |
| My eyes have seen the fury | |
| So flattered by fate | |
| Tonight I' d rather count the warm fuse? | |
| Subtract the silence of myself | |
| I would rather choose a million mind of mystery | |
| Be just the rigor for my health | |
| I wonder why strange rhymes overpower me | |
| Toss the chimneys in the sea | |
| I believe I' ve seen the finger | |
| To hide extremity | |
| Please come closer to the feather smooth lens fry | |
| Sadness is my luxury | |
| Will you wear torn the cold come before I die | |
| More aware of it than me | |
| Without the glowing stone | |
| The kids are unabashed | |
| Loneliness postponed | |
| My eyes deceiving glory | |
| I was born to die alone | |
| Alone |