You are insignificance
Dreams become entangled in the system
Environment moves over the sleeper:
Conditioned air
Conditions sedated breathing
The sensation of viscose sheets on naked flesh
Soft and warm
But lonesome in the blackened ocean of night
Confined in the helpless safety of desires and dreams
We fight our insignificance
The harder we fight
The higher the wall
Like an illness
It's symptoms
In cars that cruise to inevitable destinations
Of society created paranoia
No alternative could grow
Where love cannot take root
No shadows will replace
The warmth of your contact
All contact through glove or partition
What a waste
The City -
A wasting disease
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[01:16.442]You are insignificance
[01:19.663]Dreams become entangled in the system
[01:26.206]Environment moves over the sleeper:
[01:29.753]Conditioned air
[01:30.411]Conditions sedated breathing
[01:34.000]The sensation of viscose sheets on naked flesh
[01:37.924]Soft and warm
[01:41.231]But lonesome in the blackened ocean of night
[01:47.458]Confined in the helpless safety of desires and dreams
[01:50.661]We fight our insignificance
[01:53.742]The harder we fight
[01:55.790]The higher the wall
[02:10.632]Like an illness
[02:12.302]It's symptoms
[02:12.911]In cars that cruise to inevitable destinations
[02:18.894]Of society created paranoia
[02:32.123]No alternative could grow
[02:33.449]Where love cannot take root
[02:36.091]No shadows will replace
[02:37.193]The warmth of your contact
[02:46.903]All contact through glove or partition
[02:50.809]What a waste
[02:53.152]The City -
[02:54.683]A wasting disease
You are insignificance
Dreams become entangled in the system
Environment moves over the sleeper:
Conditioned air
Conditions sedated breathing
The sensation of viscose sheets on naked flesh
Soft and warm
But lonesome in the blackened ocean of night
Confined in the helpless safety of desires and dreams
We fight our insignificance
The harder we fight
The higher the wall
Like an illness
It's symptoms
In cars that cruise to inevitable destinations
Of society created paranoia
No alternative could grow
Where love cannot take root
No shadows will replace
The warmth of your contact
All contact through glove or partition
What a waste
The City -
A wasting disease
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[01:16.442]You are insignificance
[01:19.663]Dreams become entangled in the system
[01:26.206]Environment moves over the sleeper:
[01:29.753]Conditioned air
[01:30.411]Conditions sedated breathing
[01:34.000]The sensation of viscose sheets on naked flesh
[01:37.924]Soft and warm
[01:41.231]But lonesome in the blackened ocean of night
[01:47.458]Confined in the helpless safety of desires and dreams
[01:50.661]We fight our insignificance
[01:53.742]The harder we fight
[01:55.790]The higher the wall
[02:10.632]Like an illness
[02:12.302]It's symptoms
[02:12.911]In cars that cruise to inevitable destinations
[02:18.894]Of society created paranoia
[02:32.123]No alternative could grow
[02:33.449]Where love cannot take root
[02:36.091]No shadows will replace
[02:37.193]The warmth of your contact
[02:46.903]All contact through glove or partition
[02:50.809]What a waste
[02:53.152]The City -
[02:54.683]A wasting disease
(I shall wear a crown,)
I shall wear a crown,
(I shall wear a crown,)
I shall wear a crown,
(When it's all over,)
When it's all over,
(When it's all o...
The old man stepped into the Hall of Mirrors,
where he discovered a reflection of himself.
Sometimes he saw his real face,
and sometimes, a stranger i...
She clutches on to his protruding hips
for dear life
Going down
she is going under
She wishes he were emotional
or something approaching tenderness
Ou...
Music: Breathing of statues.
Perhaps: Stillness of pictures.
You time,
vertically poised on the courses of vanishing hearts.
Feelings for what? Oh, yo...
She clutches on to his protruding hips
for dear life
Going down
she is going under
She wishes he were emotional
or something approaching tenderness
Ou...
His gaze, going past those bars, has got so misted
with tiredness, it can take in nothing more.
He feels as though a thousand bars existed,
and no mor...
She clutches on to his protruding hips
for dear life
Going down
she is going under
She wishes he were emotional
or something approaching tenderness
Ou...