| Song | Doppler |
| Artist | The Pineapple Thief |
| Album | 137 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Its taking a while, he said, | |
| Keep shouting at the wall, | |
| Never get out, he said, | |
| Unless you take the fall, | |
| Taking too long, | |
| I said, I cannot climb this wall, | |
| Its taking too long, | |
| I said, Watch me as | |
| I fall. Feel around the smoke forever, | |
| Scratching at the air, | |
| And the gods demand, but | |
| I can never, | |
| Puncture the despair, the despair | |
| An advert for the world, they gave, | |
| In easy bit size pieces, pieces, | |
| I cannot change the world, they said, | |
| So we’ll cut you into pieces, pieces | |
| Feel around the smoke forever, | |
| Scratching at the air, | |
| And the gods demand, but | |
| I can never, | |
| Puncture the despair, the despair | |
| Feel around the smoke forever, | |
| Scratching at the air, | |
| And the gods demand, but | |
| I can never, | |
| Puncture the despair, the despair | |
| Feel around the smoke forever, | |
| Scratching at the air, | |
| And the gods demand, but | |
| I can never, | |
| Puncture the despair, the despair |
| Its taking a while, he said, | |
| Keep shouting at the wall, | |
| Never get out, he said, | |
| Unless you take the fall, | |
| Taking too long, | |
| I said, I cannot climb this wall, | |
| Its taking too long, | |
| I said, Watch me as | |
| I fall. Feel around the smoke forever, | |
| Scratching at the air, | |
| And the gods demand, but | |
| I can never, | |
| Puncture the despair, the despair | |
| An advert for the world, they gave, | |
| In easy bit size pieces, pieces, | |
| I cannot change the world, they said, | |
| So we' ll cut you into pieces, pieces | |
| Feel around the smoke forever, | |
| Scratching at the air, | |
| And the gods demand, but | |
| I can never, | |
| Puncture the despair, the despair | |
| Feel around the smoke forever, | |
| Scratching at the air, | |
| And the gods demand, but | |
| I can never, | |
| Puncture the despair, the despair | |
| Feel around the smoke forever, | |
| Scratching at the air, | |
| And the gods demand, but | |
| I can never, | |
| Puncture the despair, the despair |
| Its taking a while, he said, | |
| Keep shouting at the wall, | |
| Never get out, he said, | |
| Unless you take the fall, | |
| Taking too long, | |
| I said, I cannot climb this wall, | |
| Its taking too long, | |
| I said, Watch me as | |
| I fall. Feel around the smoke forever, | |
| Scratching at the air, | |
| And the gods demand, but | |
| I can never, | |
| Puncture the despair, the despair | |
| An advert for the world, they gave, | |
| In easy bit size pieces, pieces, | |
| I cannot change the world, they said, | |
| So we' ll cut you into pieces, pieces | |
| Feel around the smoke forever, | |
| Scratching at the air, | |
| And the gods demand, but | |
| I can never, | |
| Puncture the despair, the despair | |
| Feel around the smoke forever, | |
| Scratching at the air, | |
| And the gods demand, but | |
| I can never, | |
| Puncture the despair, the despair | |
| Feel around the smoke forever, | |
| Scratching at the air, | |
| And the gods demand, but | |
| I can never, | |
| Puncture the despair, the despair |