[00:00.00] 作曲 : Adam Cooper
[00:40.94]Flower of your face
[00:44.71]I broke in simple sentence
[00:49.65]I don't speak
[00:55.06]Bleed my plastic pen
[00:58.46]With all this empty anger
[01:03.50]That's eating
[01:34.97]Fumble for my faith
[01:39.31]I've lost in chapel sorrows
[01:43.74]I don't seek
[01:48.70]Sudden sins apply
[01:53.42]They only suck the silence
[01:57.85]From in me
[02:06.68]He caresses this out of me
[02:13.83]Without ever knowing
[02:19.41]I've got Gods in my head that bleed
[02:26.42]With the sound of your sigh
[02:32.97]I'm left leeching this life
[02:39.67]For the power to be imperfectly clean
[03:22.14]Saved they often say
[03:26.56]From what I always wondered?
[03:30.92]And I'm waiting
[03:36.09]Cut the canon clean
[03:40.67]Without the thoughts I'm thinking
[03:45.40]And feeling
[03:54.01]He caresses this out of me
[04:01.30]Without ever knowing
[04:07.19]I've got Gods in my head that bleed
[04:14.20]With the sound of your sigh
[04:19.86]I'm left leeching this life
[04:26.25]For the power to be imperfectly clean
[05:35.74]He caresses this out of me
[05:43.56]Without ever knowing
[05:49.44]I've got Gods in my head that bleed
[05:56.73]With the sound of your sigh
[06:02.95]I'm left leeching this life
[06:09.13]For the power to be imperfectly clean

作曲 : Adam Cooper
Flower of your face
I broke in simple sentence
I don't speak
Bleed my plastic pen
With all this empty anger
That's eating
Fumble for my faith
I've lost in chapel sorrows
I don't seek
Sudden sins apply
They only suck the silence
From in me
He caresses this out of me
Without ever knowing
I've got Gods in my head that bleed
With the sound of your sigh
I'm left leeching this life
For the power to be imperfectly clean
Saved they often say
From what I always wondered?
And I'm waiting
Cut the canon clean
Without the thoughts I'm thinking
And feeling
He caresses this out of me
Without ever knowing
I've got Gods in my head that bleed
With the sound of your sigh
I'm left leeching this life
For the power to be imperfectly clean
He caresses this out of me
Without ever knowing
I've got Gods in my head that bleed
With the sound of your sigh
I'm left leeching this life
For the power to be imperfectly clean