| Song | Discomfort Revisited |
| Artist | The Hotelier |
| Album | Home, Like Noplace Is There |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Christian Holden |
| [00:10.05] | You carry an illness. |
| [00:14.83] | Practically know it by name. |
| [00:19.41] | It seldom speaks for you. |
| [00:23.24] | You learned to tune it away. |
| [00:30.05] | But It wasn't easy. |
| [00:42.83] | Was fond of your writing. |
| [00:46.78] | It allowed me to see into you. |
| [00:51.12] | You hid behind the similes |
| [00:55.25] | like fractal light in all shades of blue |
| [01:01.96] | pebbles and mirrors. |
| [01:07.56] | i'm just jealous because i tried |
| [01:09.76] | mapping out your mind's inconsistent ways. |
| [01:12.16] | Tangled and untied, |
| [01:13.37] | I watched your ends start to fray. |
| [01:16.58] | You felt buried from the start. |
| [01:19.62] | Tearing you apart. |
| [01:20.91] | Constricting the free beating of your heart. |
| [01:23.26] | I knew your postcard would say, |
| [01:25.87] | "wish you could stay wish you felt the same way." |
| [01:35.80] | Asked to be admitted |
| [01:39.35] | and they put a lock on your door. |
| [01:45.58] | Subdued, medicated, face to linoleum floor. |
| [01:56.77] | and You tried to break away. |
| [01:59.56] | Painted window panes. |
| [02:00.79] | Bars behind the glass molded to the frame. |
| [02:03.10] | You saw yourself in those days. |
| [02:06.60] | You felt buried from the start. |
| [02:09.42] | Tearing you apart. |
| [02:10.39] | Constricting the free beating of your heart. |
| [02:12.90] | I knew your postcard would say, |
| [02:16.24] | "wish you could stay wish you felt the same way." |
| [02:34.70] | I am tearing up pieces of old news |
| [02:41.93] | to mend the leaks in my open wounds. |
| [02:47.03] | Protect your pressure points i refuse to press against. |
| [02:53.57] | Let yourself renew. |
| [02:57.44] | Project the voice that I found for you. |
| [03:01.74] | Pull up the weeds from the ground you grew. |
| [03:06.34] | Feel soil under your toes. |
| [03:09.57] | It's you you have forever. |
| [03:12.63] | I felt weaker when I bent. |
| [03:14.86] | Beaten to the end. |
| [03:15.86] | Folding on myself. |
| [03:16.94] | Too damaged to mend, |
| [03:18.24] | I couldn't hold all the weight. |
| [03:21.98] | \You felt buried from the start. |
| [03:24.34] | Tearing you apart. |
| [03:25.37] | Injuring yourself dragging from my arm. |
| [03:28.03] | I knew your postcard would say, |
| [03:31.18] | "I know your new heart still desires to play |
| [03:35.96] | and who would i be to keep it all for me." |
| [03:41.37] | Wish I could stay wish I felt the same way. |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : Christian Holden |
| [00:10.05] | You carry an illness. |
| [00:14.83] | Practically know it by name. |
| [00:19.41] | It seldom speaks for you. |
| [00:23.24] | You learned to tune it away. |
| [00:30.05] | But It wasn' t easy. |
| [00:42.83] | Was fond of your writing. |
| [00:46.78] | It allowed me to see into you. |
| [00:51.12] | You hid behind the similes |
| [00:55.25] | like fractal light in all shades of blue |
| [01:01.96] | pebbles and mirrors. |
| [01:07.56] | i' m just jealous because i tried |
| [01:09.76] | mapping out your mind' s inconsistent ways. |
| [01:12.16] | Tangled and untied, |
| [01:13.37] | I watched your ends start to fray. |
| [01:16.58] | You felt buried from the start. |
| [01:19.62] | Tearing you apart. |
| [01:20.91] | Constricting the free beating of your heart. |
| [01:23.26] | I knew your postcard would say, |
| [01:25.87] | " wish you could stay wish you felt the same way." |
| [01:35.80] | Asked to be admitted |
| [01:39.35] | and they put a lock on your door. |
| [01:45.58] | Subdued, medicated, face to linoleum floor. |
| [01:56.77] | and You tried to break away. |
| [01:59.56] | Painted window panes. |
| [02:00.79] | Bars behind the glass molded to the frame. |
| [02:03.10] | You saw yourself in those days. |
| [02:06.60] | You felt buried from the start. |
| [02:09.42] | Tearing you apart. |
| [02:10.39] | Constricting the free beating of your heart. |
| [02:12.90] | I knew your postcard would say, |
| [02:16.24] | " wish you could stay wish you felt the same way." |
| [02:34.70] | I am tearing up pieces of old news |
| [02:41.93] | to mend the leaks in my open wounds. |
| [02:47.03] | Protect your pressure points i refuse to press against. |
| [02:53.57] | Let yourself renew. |
| [02:57.44] | Project the voice that I found for you. |
| [03:01.74] | Pull up the weeds from the ground you grew. |
| [03:06.34] | Feel soil under your toes. |
| [03:09.57] | It' s you you have forever. |
| [03:12.63] | I felt weaker when I bent. |
| [03:14.86] | Beaten to the end. |
| [03:15.86] | Folding on myself. |
| [03:16.94] | Too damaged to mend, |
| [03:18.24] | I couldn' t hold all the weight. |
| [03:21.98] | You felt buried from the start. |
| [03:24.34] | Tearing you apart. |
| [03:25.37] | Injuring yourself dragging from my arm. |
| [03:28.03] | I knew your postcard would say, |
| [03:31.18] | " I know your new heart still desires to play |
| [03:35.96] | and who would i be to keep it all for me." |
| [03:41.37] | Wish I could stay wish I felt the same way. |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Christian Holden |
| [00:10.05] | You carry an illness. |
| [00:14.83] | Practically know it by name. |
| [00:19.41] | It seldom speaks for you. |
| [00:23.24] | You learned to tune it away. |
| [00:30.05] | But It wasn' t easy. |
| [00:42.83] | Was fond of your writing. |
| [00:46.78] | It allowed me to see into you. |
| [00:51.12] | You hid behind the similes |
| [00:55.25] | like fractal light in all shades of blue |
| [01:01.96] | pebbles and mirrors. |
| [01:07.56] | i' m just jealous because i tried |
| [01:09.76] | mapping out your mind' s inconsistent ways. |
| [01:12.16] | Tangled and untied, |
| [01:13.37] | I watched your ends start to fray. |
| [01:16.58] | You felt buried from the start. |
| [01:19.62] | Tearing you apart. |
| [01:20.91] | Constricting the free beating of your heart. |
| [01:23.26] | I knew your postcard would say, |
| [01:25.87] | " wish you could stay wish you felt the same way." |
| [01:35.80] | Asked to be admitted |
| [01:39.35] | and they put a lock on your door. |
| [01:45.58] | Subdued, medicated, face to linoleum floor. |
| [01:56.77] | and You tried to break away. |
| [01:59.56] | Painted window panes. |
| [02:00.79] | Bars behind the glass molded to the frame. |
| [02:03.10] | You saw yourself in those days. |
| [02:06.60] | You felt buried from the start. |
| [02:09.42] | Tearing you apart. |
| [02:10.39] | Constricting the free beating of your heart. |
| [02:12.90] | I knew your postcard would say, |
| [02:16.24] | " wish you could stay wish you felt the same way." |
| [02:34.70] | I am tearing up pieces of old news |
| [02:41.93] | to mend the leaks in my open wounds. |
| [02:47.03] | Protect your pressure points i refuse to press against. |
| [02:53.57] | Let yourself renew. |
| [02:57.44] | Project the voice that I found for you. |
| [03:01.74] | Pull up the weeds from the ground you grew. |
| [03:06.34] | Feel soil under your toes. |
| [03:09.57] | It' s you you have forever. |
| [03:12.63] | I felt weaker when I bent. |
| [03:14.86] | Beaten to the end. |
| [03:15.86] | Folding on myself. |
| [03:16.94] | Too damaged to mend, |
| [03:18.24] | I couldn' t hold all the weight. |
| [03:21.98] | You felt buried from the start. |
| [03:24.34] | Tearing you apart. |
| [03:25.37] | Injuring yourself dragging from my arm. |
| [03:28.03] | I knew your postcard would say, |
| [03:31.18] | " I know your new heart still desires to play |
| [03:35.96] | and who would i be to keep it all for me." |
| [03:41.37] | Wish I could stay wish I felt the same way. |