[00:00.00] 作词 : Xavier Laporte/Maxwell Farrington
[00:00.31] 作曲 : Xavier Laporte
[00:00.63]It’s not a mystery how I feel when I’m with you
[00:07.50]Everyday, just the same totally phased
[00:14.49]The looks I get from walking down the avenue
[00:18.24]Could break the stride of anyone you come into
[00:21.93]And so the story goes until they punish you
[00:25.65]Mine’s been a sorry one
[00:29.31]In half a life I’ve made you see me as a fool
[00:32.94]The patterns skim my eyes just like they did in school
[00:36.69]As soon as a arise the blankets in a pool
[00:40.44]Mine’s been a messy one
[00:43.98]The motors in their little brains
[00:47.58]Are winding up like window pains
[00:51.00]Holding on the child bears just one tear
[00:58.59]We topple anyone who promises the earth
[01:02.28]And bottle up the feelings when it starts to hurt
[01:05.97]To finish something might just reverse its birth
[01:09.75]Mine’s been a happy one
[01:13.26]The looks I get from walking down the avenue
[01:16.86]Could break the stride of anyone you come into
[01:20.52]And so the story goes until they punish you
[01:24.30]Mine’s been a sorry one
[01:27.93]The motors in their little brains
[01:31.56]Are winding up like window pains
[01:34.98]Holding on the child bears just one tear

作词 : Xavier Laporte/Maxwell Farrington
作曲 : Xavier Laporte
It’s not a mystery how I feel when I’m with you
Everyday, just the same totally phased
The looks I get from walking down the avenue
Could break the stride of anyone you come into
And so the story goes until they punish you
Mine’s been a sorry one
In half a life I’ve made you see me as a fool
The patterns skim my eyes just like they did in school
As soon as a arise the blankets in a pool
Mine’s been a messy one
The motors in their little brains
Are winding up like window pains
Holding on the child bears just one tear
We topple anyone who promises the earth
And bottle up the feelings when it starts to hurt
To finish something might just reverse its birth
Mine’s been a happy one
The looks I get from walking down the avenue
Could break the stride of anyone you come into
And so the story goes until they punish you
Mine’s been a sorry one
The motors in their little brains
Are winding up like window pains
Holding on the child bears just one tear