The Rocket Summer - Of Men And Angels
LRC by lzh, from jiangxi pingxiang
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Stop the press, everything's a mess
You can look alive, but you are not at rest.
And i-ideas are flowing through your head
A million miles an hour while lying in your bed
A lucid life you never thought you'd lead
Are you working everyday'
Are you working just to bleed'
I know,I know,I know,I know,I know
You're staring at the names of the famed that are dipped in gold
The feeling you deserve what you've heard but it doesn't go that way
Oh, the tongues of men and angels
I speak but lack love.
Oh, love, will I stab you in the back'
Working everyday,
I'm afraid I forgot to show what's most important: love
Here I am, dear Lord, tasting hints of fame
And I don't want it anymore