| Song | Spanish House |
| Artist | Felt |
| Album | The Strange Idols Pattern and Other Short Stories |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Deebank, Hayward | |
| Petulance - you're out to gain | |
| Bribery - it's the same old tale | |
| Pestilence - it's your only way | |
| Injury - [where the flock tribes stay](?) | |
| Insanity - it's the way god slaves | |
| The treachery of this crown jewel phase | |
| Believe me, it's what we're heading for | |
| Believe me, and no more | |
| Don't go to the spanish house | |
| Œcos you know it's a trap | |
| Don't go | |
| On the galleon sea | |
| It's a mystery | |
| Don't go | |
| Eleven dead so the tv said | |
| Don't go | |
| You can stay | |
| Possessions - the things you keep | |
| There a well-timed secret that your enemies seek | |
| Apathy - it's up to you | |
| Secrecy - what the hell do you do? | |
| Innocence - for you future is made | |
| In this gold rush of these landmine days | |
| I foretold your very actions | |
| In the dim light of adventures now | |
| Don't go | |
| To the spanish house | |
| Œcos you know it's a trap | |
| Don't go | |
| On the galleon sea | |
| It's a mystery | |
| Don't go | |
| Eleven dead so the tv said | |
| Don't go | |
| You can stay | |
| Petulance - you're out to gain | |
| Bribery - it's the same old tale | |
| Pestilence - it's your only way | |
| Injury - [where the flock tribes stay](?) | |
| Insanity - it's the way god slaves | |
| The treachery of this crown jewel phase | |
| Believe me, it's what we're heading for | |
| Believe me, and no more | |
| Don't go | |
| To the spanish house | |
| Œcos you know it's a trap | |
| Don't go | |
| On the galleon sea | |
| It's a mystery | |
| Don't go |
| zuo ci : Deebank, Hayward | |
| Petulance you' re out to gain | |
| Bribery it' s the same old tale | |
| Pestilence it' s your only way | |
| Injury where the flock tribes stay? | |
| Insanity it' s the way god slaves | |
| The treachery of this crown jewel phase | |
| Believe me, it' s what we' re heading for | |
| Believe me, and no more | |
| Don' t go to the spanish house | |
| cos you know it' s a trap | |
| Don' t go | |
| On the galleon sea | |
| It' s a mystery | |
| Don' t go | |
| Eleven dead so the tv said | |
| Don' t go | |
| You can stay | |
| Possessions the things you keep | |
| There a welltimed secret that your enemies seek | |
| Apathy it' s up to you | |
| Secrecy what the hell do you do? | |
| Innocence for you future is made | |
| In this gold rush of these landmine days | |
| I foretold your very actions | |
| In the dim light of adventures now | |
| Don' t go | |
| To the spanish house | |
| cos you know it' s a trap | |
| Don' t go | |
| On the galleon sea | |
| It' s a mystery | |
| Don' t go | |
| Eleven dead so the tv said | |
| Don' t go | |
| You can stay | |
| Petulance you' re out to gain | |
| Bribery it' s the same old tale | |
| Pestilence it' s your only way | |
| Injury where the flock tribes stay? | |
| Insanity it' s the way god slaves | |
| The treachery of this crown jewel phase | |
| Believe me, it' s what we' re heading for | |
| Believe me, and no more | |
| Don' t go | |
| To the spanish house | |
| cos you know it' s a trap | |
| Don' t go | |
| On the galleon sea | |
| It' s a mystery | |
| Don' t go |
| zuò cí : Deebank, Hayward | |
| Petulance you' re out to gain | |
| Bribery it' s the same old tale | |
| Pestilence it' s your only way | |
| Injury where the flock tribes stay? | |
| Insanity it' s the way god slaves | |
| The treachery of this crown jewel phase | |
| Believe me, it' s what we' re heading for | |
| Believe me, and no more | |
| Don' t go to the spanish house | |
| cos you know it' s a trap | |
| Don' t go | |
| On the galleon sea | |
| It' s a mystery | |
| Don' t go | |
| Eleven dead so the tv said | |
| Don' t go | |
| You can stay | |
| Possessions the things you keep | |
| There a welltimed secret that your enemies seek | |
| Apathy it' s up to you | |
| Secrecy what the hell do you do? | |
| Innocence for you future is made | |
| In this gold rush of these landmine days | |
| I foretold your very actions | |
| In the dim light of adventures now | |
| Don' t go | |
| To the spanish house | |
| cos you know it' s a trap | |
| Don' t go | |
| On the galleon sea | |
| It' s a mystery | |
| Don' t go | |
| Eleven dead so the tv said | |
| Don' t go | |
| You can stay | |
| Petulance you' re out to gain | |
| Bribery it' s the same old tale | |
| Pestilence it' s your only way | |
| Injury where the flock tribes stay? | |
| Insanity it' s the way god slaves | |
| The treachery of this crown jewel phase | |
| Believe me, it' s what we' re heading for | |
| Believe me, and no more | |
| Don' t go | |
| To the spanish house | |
| cos you know it' s a trap | |
| Don' t go | |
| On the galleon sea | |
| It' s a mystery | |
| Don' t go |