[00:00.000] 作词 : Courtney LaPlante
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Courtney LaPlante/Mike Stringer/Dan Braunstein
[00:10.032]Innocence is a game that I have lost
[00:13.711]
[00:25.806]I purify myself in the black of a velvet sky
[00:31.919]I look behind myself in the back of an angel's eyes
[00:37.541]
[00:37.786]Mirror lies
[00:41.027]Angel eyes
[00:44.171]A vision of despair
[00:47.319]Crystallized
[00:50.129]
[00:54.211]I'm trying to keep in
[00:57.115]Any sense of the frame that I have lost
[01:00.681]At the door where I leave it
[01:03.244]Tributary of pain I left to rot
[01:07.129]Take me
[01:09.960]Flowing under my skin, I lock it up
[01:13.380]Break me
[01:15.539]Innocence is a game that I have lost
[01:21.520]
[01:26.011]A vision of despair
[01:28.638]Crystallized
[01:31.401]
[01:44.911]I know where I want to go but the body is too close
[01:50.882]Take a piece of my history but it's too late to repose
[01:57.872]This time
[02:00.843]
[02:01.881]I break the mirror when I die
[02:08.464]An hourglass inside my mind
[02:14.529]Turn it once to touch the sky
[02:18.930]Scouring my life
[02:22.081]
[02:25.959]I'm trying to keep in
[02:28.775]Any sense of the frame that I have lost
[02:32.238]At the door where I leave it
[02:34.694]
[02:34.887]Tributary of pain I left to rot
[02:38.650]Take me
[02:41.597]Flowing under my skin, I lock it up
[02:44.959]Break me
[02:47.717]Innocence is a game that I have lost
[02:54.500]Innocence is a game that I have lost

作词 : Courtney LaPlante
作曲 : Courtney LaPlante/Mike Stringer/Dan Braunstein
Innocence is a game that I have lost
I purify myself in the black of a velvet sky
I look behind myself in the back of an angel's eyes
Mirror lies
Angel eyes
A vision of despair
Crystallized
I'm trying to keep in
Any sense of the frame that I have lost
At the door where I leave it
Tributary of pain I left to rot
Take me
Flowing under my skin, I lock it up
Break me
Innocence is a game that I have lost
A vision of despair
Crystallized
I know where I want to go but the body is too close
Take a piece of my history but it's too late to repose
This time
I break the mirror when I die
An hourglass inside my mind
Turn it once to touch the sky
Scouring my life
I'm trying to keep in
Any sense of the frame that I have lost
At the door where I leave it
Tributary of pain I left to rot
Take me
Flowing under my skin, I lock it up
Break me
Innocence is a game that I have lost
Innocence is a game that I have lost