積分
詞曲
Elayna Thompson
詞曲創作
Nick Thompson
詞曲創作
Elizabeth Scheib
詞曲創作
Jacob Savage
詞曲創作
Steve Cooper
詞曲創作
Jose Torres
詞曲創作
歌詞
I've got this kind of feeling
That you've been kind of dreaming
A trail to the stars
Will only bring you scars
Come to our tiny town
Where no one likes a frown
We'll make you apple pie
That kind that makes you fly
To me, death is not a fearful thing. It's living that's curse. Pain's not bad, it's good. It teaches you things. Total paranoia is just total awareness. No sense, make sense
You have such lovely skin
How can I get within?
Set fire lightning rods
And pray to the gods
Mother you cannot leave
It's time to concede
These children, they come at you with knives, are not your children? But you taught them. I didn't teach them, I just tried to help them stand up for themselves. No sense, make sense
You'll get this kind of feeling
That you've been kind of dreaming
A trail to the stars
Will only bring you scars
Come to our tiny town
Where no one likes a frown
I've got this kind of feeling
That you've been kind of dreaming
A trail to the stars
Will only bring you scars
Come to our tiny town
Where no one likes a frown
We'll make you apple pie
That kind that makes you fly
Written by: Elayna Thompson, Elizabeth Scheib, Jacob Savage, Jose Torres, Nick Thompson, Steve Cooper
