歌词语境宇宙
Every sight every sound I stumble
Lost in the crowd
Every word every move I wake up
Every sight every sound I stumble
Lost in the crowd
Every word every move I wake up
HE LOVED TO SING AWAY HIS SORROWS
LOST IN THE CROWD,
RUCHING SOADLY AROUND
HE LOVED TO SING AWAY HIS SORROWS
LOST IN THE CROWD,
RUCHING SOADLY AROUND
Though you'll try you'll never find a way to break me
You might say that I'm sick of being lost in the crowd
I hear the sirens but they're never gonna take me
Though you'll try you'll never find a way to break me
You might say that I'm sick of being lost in the crowd
I hear the sirens but they're never gonna take me