The Foreboding Sense of Impending Happiness的吉他谱
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The Foreboding Sense of Impending Happiness的歌词
By your heart strings I'm hanging from a dream,
Gently swinging in the warm autumn breeze.
Come look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up...
Look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up, no more.
Tip toeing along a strand of your hair suspended between,
These thoughts and actions miles above reality.
Come look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up...
Look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up...
Come look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up...
Look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up...
Look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up...
Look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up···
Look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up.
Gently swinging in the warm autumn breeze.
Come look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up...
Look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up, no more.
Tip toeing along a strand of your hair suspended between,
These thoughts and actions miles above reality.
Come look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up...
Look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up...
Come look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up...
Look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up...
Look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up...
Look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up···
Look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up.