Cymbals Eat Guitars - Wind Phoenix (Proper Name)
LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
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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
Im gray and decaying
My textures a sidewalk
And Notre Dames playing
Afternoons wristwatch
Deposited in nightstands drawer
If Jerry knew hed build a marquee
And charge her silent watchers
And theyd pay in foreign-looking coins
That would turn to dust in his dresser, by morning, yeah
Youre gaslighting me
I can see through the dusk beams
Walking with your fingers in splints, yeah
In her last moments I pined for times
When I could never have dreamed of being responsible
For the charred remains presently huffed by the most famous of
The celebrity teenage drug casualties
The wind the wind the wind the wind the wind the wind
编辑于2008/05/24更新

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简介：

[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]Im gray and decaying
[01:40.93]My textures a sidewalk
[01:42.99]And Notre Dames playing
[01:44.99]Afternoons wristwatch
[01:46.69]Deposited in nightstands drawer
[01:53.55]
[02:15.58]If Jerry knew hed build a marquee
[02:19.32]And charge her silent watchers
[02:22.45]And theyd 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]Youre 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]

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