| Song | God Send Conspirator |
| Artist | Coheed and Cambria |
| Album | The Second Stage Turbine Blade |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Coheed & Cambria | |
| Hold in your last breath and stare | |
| Assure me your metronome's left arm stick shift | |
| Is stuck on the right words in your ear | |
| Could you hear me loud and clear? | |
| In sight and out of mind | |
| Cautiously avoiding the cracks | |
| Not to disturb | |
| Your steadied arm straight line | |
| The facts before a climb | |
| A plan before a crime | |
| Tired in the days that passed away | |
| Sporadically arranged across the floor when you've got it made | |
| Dear Mariah | |
| The world's not big enough for the both of us | |
| When we live in the same town, let's run... | |
| Fight on fire (fight on fire) | |
| Burn my hands 'till I got nothing left | |
| To count my numbers on | |
| Let's run... | |
| Let's run... | |
| Your wise ass comments could cheer you up | |
| The emotional disturbance relax, deep breath, sit back | |
| From the space in which you stand | |
| Here and in demand | |
| Don't touch a fresh wound that bleeds | |
| All over your carpets the stains the story book remains | |
| And the page that states you've lied | |
| Accept and then reply acknowledge the other guy | |
| Tired in the days that passed away | |
| Sporadically arranged across the floor when you've got it made | |
| Dear Mariah | |
| The world's not big enough for the both of us | |
| When we live in the same town let's run... | |
| Fight on fire (fight on fire) | |
| Burn my hands 'till I got nothing left | |
| To count my numbers on | |
| Don't change your mind when all's been won | |
| Your words in time | |
| With the loss that you'd let them go | |
| Don't let them fall if your grip's not strong | |
| In time decide with the words you let go | |
| Don't let them fall if your grip's not strong | |
| Dear Mariah, come sleep in your own | |
| Dear Mariah, come sleep in your own | |
| Dear Mariah, come sleep in your own | |
| Well dear Mariah, come sleep in your own | |
| When eye meets eye be calm | |
| We'll lie here alone | |
| Locked the children in the floor | |
| When eye meets eye become | |
| We'll lie here alone | |
| Locked the children in the floor | |
| When eye meets eye become | |
| Your dreams can't last forever | |
| We'll lie here alone | |
| Locked the children in the floor | |
| In the floor | |
| Father figure wraps his face down | |
| We're coming home to you | |
| (who sat me down here?) | |
| Your dreams can't last forever | |
| Locked the children in the floor | |
| (who sat me down here?) | |
| When eye meets eye become | |
| Your dreams can't last forever | |
| We'll lie here alone | |
| Locked the children in the floor | |
| (who sat me down here?) | |
| When eye meets eye become | |
| Your dreams can't last forever | |
| We'll lie here alone | |
| Locked the children here | |
| (who sat me down here?) | |
| When eye meets eye become | |
| Your dreams can't last forever | |
| ::fades off:: |
| zuo qu : Coheed Cambria | |
| Hold in your last breath and stare | |
| Assure me your metronome' s left arm stick shift | |
| Is stuck on the right words in your ear | |
| Could you hear me loud and clear? | |
| In sight and out of mind | |
| Cautiously avoiding the cracks | |
| Not to disturb | |
| Your steadied arm straight line | |
| The facts before a climb | |
| A plan before a crime | |
| Tired in the days that passed away | |
| Sporadically arranged across the floor when you' ve got it made | |
| Dear Mariah | |
| The world' s not big enough for the both of us | |
| When we live in the same town, let' s run... | |
| Fight on fire fight on fire | |
| Burn my hands ' till I got nothing left | |
| To count my numbers on | |
| Let' s run... | |
| Let' s run... | |
| Your wise ass comments could cheer you up | |
| The emotional disturbance relax, deep breath, sit back | |
| From the space in which you stand | |
| Here and in demand | |
| Don' t touch a fresh wound that bleeds | |
| All over your carpets the stains the story book remains | |
| And the page that states you' ve lied | |
| Accept and then reply acknowledge the other guy | |
| Tired in the days that passed away | |
| Sporadically arranged across the floor when you' ve got it made | |
| Dear Mariah | |
| The world' s not big enough for the both of us | |
| When we live in the same town let' s run... | |
| Fight on fire fight on fire | |
| Burn my hands ' till I got nothing left | |
| To count my numbers on | |
| Don' t change your mind when all' s been won | |
| Your words in time | |
| With the loss that you' d let them go | |
| Don' t let them fall if your grip' s not strong | |
| In time decide with the words you let go | |
| Don' t let them fall if your grip' s not strong | |
| Dear Mariah, come sleep in your own | |
| Dear Mariah, come sleep in your own | |
| Dear Mariah, come sleep in your own | |
| Well dear Mariah, come sleep in your own | |
| When eye meets eye be calm | |
| We' ll lie here alone | |
| Locked the children in the floor | |
| When eye meets eye become | |
| We' ll lie here alone | |
| Locked the children in the floor | |
| When eye meets eye become | |
| Your dreams can' t last forever | |
| We' ll lie here alone | |
| Locked the children in the floor | |
| In the floor | |
| Father figure wraps his face down | |
| We' re coming home to you | |
| who sat me down here? | |
| Your dreams can' t last forever | |
| Locked the children in the floor | |
| who sat me down here? | |
| When eye meets eye become | |
| Your dreams can' t last forever | |
| We' ll lie here alone | |
| Locked the children in the floor | |
| who sat me down here? | |
| When eye meets eye become | |
| Your dreams can' t last forever | |
| We' ll lie here alone | |
| Locked the children here | |
| who sat me down here? | |
| When eye meets eye become | |
| Your dreams can' t last forever | |
| :: fades off:: |
| zuò qǔ : Coheed Cambria | |
| Hold in your last breath and stare | |
| Assure me your metronome' s left arm stick shift | |
| Is stuck on the right words in your ear | |
| Could you hear me loud and clear? | |
| In sight and out of mind | |
| Cautiously avoiding the cracks | |
| Not to disturb | |
| Your steadied arm straight line | |
| The facts before a climb | |
| A plan before a crime | |
| Tired in the days that passed away | |
| Sporadically arranged across the floor when you' ve got it made | |
| Dear Mariah | |
| The world' s not big enough for the both of us | |
| When we live in the same town, let' s run... | |
| Fight on fire fight on fire | |
| Burn my hands ' till I got nothing left | |
| To count my numbers on | |
| Let' s run... | |
| Let' s run... | |
| Your wise ass comments could cheer you up | |
| The emotional disturbance relax, deep breath, sit back | |
| From the space in which you stand | |
| Here and in demand | |
| Don' t touch a fresh wound that bleeds | |
| All over your carpets the stains the story book remains | |
| And the page that states you' ve lied | |
| Accept and then reply acknowledge the other guy | |
| Tired in the days that passed away | |
| Sporadically arranged across the floor when you' ve got it made | |
| Dear Mariah | |
| The world' s not big enough for the both of us | |
| When we live in the same town let' s run... | |
| Fight on fire fight on fire | |
| Burn my hands ' till I got nothing left | |
| To count my numbers on | |
| Don' t change your mind when all' s been won | |
| Your words in time | |
| With the loss that you' d let them go | |
| Don' t let them fall if your grip' s not strong | |
| In time decide with the words you let go | |
| Don' t let them fall if your grip' s not strong | |
| Dear Mariah, come sleep in your own | |
| Dear Mariah, come sleep in your own | |
| Dear Mariah, come sleep in your own | |
| Well dear Mariah, come sleep in your own | |
| When eye meets eye be calm | |
| We' ll lie here alone | |
| Locked the children in the floor | |
| When eye meets eye become | |
| We' ll lie here alone | |
| Locked the children in the floor | |
| When eye meets eye become | |
| Your dreams can' t last forever | |
| We' ll lie here alone | |
| Locked the children in the floor | |
| In the floor | |
| Father figure wraps his face down | |
| We' re coming home to you | |
| who sat me down here? | |
| Your dreams can' t last forever | |
| Locked the children in the floor | |
| who sat me down here? | |
| When eye meets eye become | |
| Your dreams can' t last forever | |
| We' ll lie here alone | |
| Locked the children in the floor | |
| who sat me down here? | |
| When eye meets eye become | |
| Your dreams can' t last forever | |
| We' ll lie here alone | |
| Locked the children here | |
| who sat me down here? | |
| When eye meets eye become | |
| Your dreams can' t last forever | |
| :: fades off:: |