Porcupine Tree&Steven Wilson - The Incident(Explicit)
LRC歌词
[05:19.00]Junction 8 the traffic starts to slow
[05:19.00]Artilleries of braking lights and bluish glow
[05:19.00]Ascending in a plumage of twisted steel
[05:19.00]Shattered glass and confetti dashed upon the wheel
[05:19.00]When a car crash gets you off you've lost your grip
[05:19.00]When a f**k is not enough you know you've slipped
[05:19.00]When the church is full it means you've just been had
[05:19.00]When the world has gone to seed you're so detached
[05:19.00]Got a feeling that I want you to be there
[05:19.00]Got a feeling that I want you to be there
[05:19.00]Got a feeling that I want you to be there
[05:19.00]Got a feeling that I want you to be there
[05:19.00]Got a feeling that I want you to be there
[05:19.00]Got a feeling that I want you to be there
[05:19.00]Got a feeling that I want you to be there
[05:19.00]Got a feeling that I want you to be there
[05:19.00]Got a feeling that I want you to be there
[05:19.00]Got a feeling that I want you to be there
[05:19.00]Got a feeling that I want you to be there
[05:19.00]Got a feeling that I want you to be there
[05:19.00]Driving by on my way to somewhere else
[05:19.00]I fill my lungs with a noxious burning smell
[05:19.00]There is ** and gray concrete like this for miles
[05:19.00]Dead souls in my rear view mirror hitch a ride a while
[05:19.00]I want to be loved
[05:19.00]I want to be loved
[05:19.00]I want to be loved
[05:19.00]I want to be loved
[05:19.00]I want to be loved
[05:19.00]I want to be loved
[05:19.00]I want to be loved
[05:19.00]I want to be loved
[05:19.00]I want to be loved
[05:19.00]I want to be loved
[05:19.00]I want to be loved
[05:19.00]I want to be loved
[05:19.00]I want to be loved
[05:19.00]I want to be loved
[05:19.00]I want to be loved
[05:19.00]I want to be loved
文本歌词
Junction 8 the traffic starts to slow
Artilleries of braking lights and bluish glow
Ascending in a plumage of twisted steel
Shattered glass and confetti dashed upon the wheel
When a car crash gets you off you've lost your grip
When a f**k is not enough you know you've slipped
When the church is full it means you've just been had
When the world has gone to seed you're so detached
Got a feeling that I want you to be there
Got a feeling that I want you to be there
Got a feeling that I want you to be there
Got a feeling that I want you to be there
Got a feeling that I want you to be there
Got a feeling that I want you to be there
Got a feeling that I want you to be there
Got a feeling that I want you to be there
Got a feeling that I want you to be there
Got a feeling that I want you to be there
Got a feeling that I want you to be there
Got a feeling that I want you to be there
Driving by on my way to somewhere else
I fill my lungs with a noxious burning smell
There is ** and gray concrete like this for miles
Dead souls in my rear view mirror hitch a ride a while
I want to be loved
I want to be loved
I want to be loved
I want to be loved
I want to be loved
I want to be loved
I want to be loved
I want to be loved
I want to be loved
I want to be loved
I want to be loved
I want to be loved
I want to be loved
I want to be loved
I want to be loved
I want to be loved