Joy. The Machine.

Run, Run, Run... - Emme Packer 逃向没有你的远方 On the moon with the dust not a stone many craters for my bed. 我的床就像月球表面,有许多像陨石坑一样的凹陷,没有石子只有细腻的尘土 There is a strange man who's chairs rocking back with which bias on my head. 我身旁还有一个奇怪的男人,他的摇椅每次摇摆,都会倾压到我的头部 In

Louder than it seems Hey there It's louder than it seems But you can wiped the erasers clean Like I was seventeen So now There must be something left to prove With your fingers turning blue As I was just like you Stronger than me Something you should

You were late I'm bleeding, in more than one place Sing about all the things you forgot Things you are not You were asleep I'm burned out from the things that you need How do i know when i sleep i won't wake Sleep and don't wake You were mine I'm los