| Song | Chromatic Fades |
| Artist | Autopilot Off |
| Album | Make a Sound |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Across these highways | |
| And deadend roads | |
| You wandered down | |
| For somewhere now | |
| And you travel lightly | |
| And the air inside is all you take | |
| To carry on your way | |
| Hoping lesser till the end | |
| Cuz after all | |
| The frames filled the wall | |
| Then your ripped them down | |
| After all | |
| They're leaves in the fall scattered on the ground | |
| You ended up | |
| Back, where you began | |
| And you couldnt find a face you knew | |
| You were hoping | |
| You could Always go back to that place | |
| You wanted it to wait | |
| SOmewhere we will never see again | |
| Cuz after all | |
| The frames filled the wall | |
| Then your ripped them down | |
| After all | |
| They're leaves in the fall scattered on the ground | |
| Chromatic Fades | |
| Not when your holding on | |
| Drink until the glass is gone | |
| Cuz after all | |
| The frames filled the wall | |
| Then your ripped them down | |
| After all | |
| They're leaves in the fall scattered on the ground | |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Autopilot Off, Johnson |
| Across these highways | |
| And deadend roads | |
| You wandered down | |
| For somewhere now | |
| And you travel lightly | |
| And the air inside is all you take | |
| To carry on your way | |
| Hoping lesser till the end | |
| Cuz after all | |
| The frames filled the wall | |
| Then your ripped them down | |
| After all | |
| They' re leaves in the fall scattered on the ground | |
| You ended up | |
| Back, where you began | |
| And you couldnt find a face you knew | |
| You were hoping | |
| You could Always go back to that place | |
| You wanted it to wait | |
| SOmewhere we will never see again | |
| Cuz after all | |
| The frames filled the wall | |
| Then your ripped them down | |
| After all | |
| They' re leaves in the fall scattered on the ground | |
| Chromatic Fades | |
| Not when your holding on | |
| Drink until the glass is gone | |
| Cuz after all | |
| The frames filled the wall | |
| Then your ripped them down | |
| After all | |
| They' re leaves in the fall scattered on the ground | |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Autopilot Off, Johnson |
| Across these highways | |
| And deadend roads | |
| You wandered down | |
| For somewhere now | |
| And you travel lightly | |
| And the air inside is all you take | |
| To carry on your way | |
| Hoping lesser till the end | |
| Cuz after all | |
| The frames filled the wall | |
| Then your ripped them down | |
| After all | |
| They' re leaves in the fall scattered on the ground | |
| You ended up | |
| Back, where you began | |
| And you couldnt find a face you knew | |
| You were hoping | |
| You could Always go back to that place | |
| You wanted it to wait | |
| SOmewhere we will never see again | |
| Cuz after all | |
| The frames filled the wall | |
| Then your ripped them down | |
| After all | |
| They' re leaves in the fall scattered on the ground | |
| Chromatic Fades | |
| Not when your holding on | |
| Drink until the glass is gone | |
| Cuz after all | |
| The frames filled the wall | |
| Then your ripped them down | |
| After all | |
| They' re leaves in the fall scattered on the ground | |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Autopilot Off, Johnson |