歌詞

作詞：Lee Rail

作曲：TTSIM

Miss Remember And when it gets worse You tint those lenses You Tint them so much Blocks out the colours Till all your left with An empty lie yeah That covers everything you see You Miss Remember how it Used to be Before the damage and rot kicked in You Miss Remember all the sunny days Your memory is much mistaken And when it gets worse You tint those lenses You Tint them so much It blocks out all colours Till your left with An empty lie yeah That covers everything you see You Miss Remember how it used to be Well I think you can guess again You miss Remember human kindness It disappeared along the way And when it gets worse tint those lenses Tint them so much It blocks out all colours Till your left with An empty lie yeah That covers everything you see Oh oh oh oh you miss Remember And everything bad long forgotten You only focus on the good times It’s easier to think about As cars rot slowly in the cold rain We watch another empty display Remember everything Well I think you can guess again You felt the warmth of human kindness And heard the voices help you through It’s so much easier to look back into Past and take the things you wanted so And leave the dirt and detriment For it will kill your soul And it will kill you all Believe the second hand Don’t question anything It’s easier you know Cos when you lift the lid and reach in You only find what you didn’t want to know You make a statement , present the words as though we all should bow in awe We need to hear your declaration And read the next big publication So that we can give our educated views Without this documented plug We only give what we have got Promote promote Remote remote Who cares you care Endless despair We need to broadcast our thoughts Like the carry any weight We need to show off our lives Like they And every line on my face Reminds us of another place Where we believe Where we believe But we sit there at the table Thinking how we all are able To have it all have it all You can ride the train until The wheels have buckled and warped You’ll only end up where you were ever gonna go And as your ticket shows the journey Waved at the guard Your still just another week in hold Another week in hold