Cymbals Eat Guitars - Wind Phoenix (Proper Name) LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang @ @ Exotic vision Permanently red-light Squinting for hours Natural American spirit doctorate Make love to inanimate objects Pasteboard decked out in Ikea finery Without use of a pole she swings Her thighs clamped 'round infinity In the eye of a maelstrom of Marlboro mail-order memorabilia Rivers, mountains and smoking shirt jackets I am his liver I'm gray and decaying My texture's a sidewalk And Notre Dame's playing Afternoon's wristwatch Deposited in nightstand's drawer If Jerry knew he'd build a marquee And charge her silent watchers And they'd pay in foreign-looking coins That would turn to dust in his dresser, by morning, yeah You're gaslighting me I can see through the dusk beams Walking wi点击下载LRC歌词
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[ti:Wind Phoenix (Proper Name)] [ar:Cymbals Eat Guitars] [al:Why There Are Mountains] [by: ] [00:02.00]Cymbals Eat Guitars - Wind Phoenix (Proper Name) [00:07.00]LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang [00:12.00]@ @ [00:17.00] [00:40.02]Exotic vision [00:42.69]Permanently red-light [00:44.57]Squinting for hours [00:46.26]Natural American spirit doctorate [00:49.33]Make love to inanimate objects [00:51.98]Pasteboard decked out in Ikea finery [00:55.18] [01:11.43]Without use of a pole she swings [01:15.11]Her thighs clamped 'round infinity [01:17.96]In the eye of a maelstrom of Marlboro mail-order memorabilia [01:24.63]Rivers, mountains and smoking shirt jackets [01:29.42] [01:37.35]I am his liver [01:39.45]I'm gray and decaying [01:40.93]My texture's a sidewalk [01:42.99]And Notre Dame's playing [01:44.99]Afternoon's wristwatch [01:46.69]Deposited in nightstand's drawer [01:53.55] [02:15.58]If Jerry knew he'd build a marquee [02:19.32]And charge her silent watchers [02:22.45]And they'd pay in foreign-looking coins [02:25.80]That would turn to dust in his dresser, by morning, yeah [02:33.60] [03:28.56]You're gaslighting me [03:29.19]I can see through the dusk beams [03:33.14]Walking with your fingers in splints, yeah [03:38.75] [04:14.36]In her last moments I pined for times [04:18.45]When I could never have dreamed of being responsible [04:21.42]For the charred remains presently huffed by the most famous of [04:27.58]The celebrity teenage drug casualties [04:30.86]The wind the wind the wind the wind the wind the wind [04:40.16]