所属专辑:Era Extraa
歌手: Neon Indian
时长: 04:46
Lonely consolations from the TV screen and for the things unseen[00:04:46]
Pixelled consolations don't know what they bring but it's not empathy[00:04:46]
Dream from palpitations your ideas fade, they begin to stray[00:04:46]
But you can always make it up along the way from what you meant to say[00:04:46]
Pointless excitation from the cluttered sounds where the voices drown[00:04:46]
Morbid fascination insulates your brain, it becomes unwound[00:04:46]
If only this were real you'd see it clear as day, not some other way[00:04:46]
Terrible electric daydreams oozing through the ground, you are never found[00:04:46]
Take me from this arcade blues[00:04:46]
I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do[00:04:46]
Take these hands, let me loose[00:04:46]
Something else to do, find something else to do [00:04:46]
Lonely consolations from the TV screen and for the things unseen[00:04:46]
Pixelled consolations don't know what they bring but it's not empathy[00:04:46]
Dream from palpitations your ideas fade, they begin to stray[00:04:46]
But you can always make it up along the way from what you meant to say[00:04:46]
Take me from these arcade blues[00:04:46]
I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do[00:04:46]
Take these hands, let me loose[00:04:46]
Something else to do, find something else to do[00:04:46]