"And when the sunrised and whitter billowingThe walls have been painted pure yellow"

歌词语境宇宙

Trichiasis海皮威尔

Shall not be the things that I see black but pretend to be blind

And when the sunrised and whitter billowingThe walls have been painted pure yellow

Shall not be the things because that anybody knows your eyes and so-called “colours” are outside your cerebrum

歌词仓

歌词语境宇宙

Shall not be the things that I see black but pretend to be blind

And when the sunrised and whitter billowingThe walls have been painted pure yellow

Shall not be the things because that anybody knows your eyes and so-called “colours” are outside your cerebrum