[00:00.000] 作词 : Maria Bobbitt-Chertock
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Maria Bobbitt-Chertock
[00:02.000] 编曲 : Maria BC
[00:31.154]I know we’re just an accident or consequence
[00:36.639]Parrying the axe
[00:38.674]When I’m beckoned by humming tracks
[00:41.759]You’re touching my hand
[00:46.423]Keep keeping me changing
[00:51.612]Changing
[00:55.213]Though I make sure you’re no guardian
[01:00.382]I’m many a man
[01:02.431]Blowing smoke
[01:03.989]Hitting back
[01:06.064]Making changes
[01:09.699]Changes
[01:13.516]Changing (Changing)
[01:16.096]Facing
[01:17.345]In your arms (In your arms)
[01:21.469]I find I can’t think back so far (You never had a home)
[01:27.440]Fogging up windows of cars (Hmm)
[01:32.865]You know that the best part of me
[01:39.008]Ain’t the only thing
[01:42.339]The only thing
[02:11.874]I hope you don’t mind my questioning
[02:16.581]What’s your poison?
[02:19.427]Who’ve you had to lose?
[02:22.501]When your lesson’s done?
[02:25.331]What will survive you?
[02:28.455]What’re you changing
[02:32.070]Changing
[02:35.646]Changing
[02:38.505]Facing
[02:40.049]In your arms (In your arms)
[02:43.691]I find I can’t think back so far (You never had a home)
[02:49.860]Fogging up windows of cars (Hmm)
[02:55.523]You learn that the weapons you keep
[03:01.522]Ain’t the ones you need
[03:04.609]The ones you need

作词 : Maria Bobbitt-Chertock
作曲 : Maria Bobbitt-Chertock
编曲 : Maria BC
I know we’re just an accident or consequence
Parrying the axe
When I’m beckoned by humming tracks
You’re touching my hand
Keep keeping me changing
Changing
Though I make sure you’re no guardian
I’m many a man
Blowing smoke
Hitting back
Making changes
Changes
Changing (Changing)
Facing
In your arms (In your arms)
I find I can’t think back so far (You never had a home)
Fogging up windows of cars (Hmm)
You know that the best part of me
Ain’t the only thing
The only thing
I hope you don’t mind my questioning
What’s your poison?
Who’ve you had to lose?
When your lesson’s done?
What will survive you?
What’re you changing
Changing
Changing
Facing
In your arms (In your arms)
I find I can’t think back so far (You never had a home)
Fogging up windows of cars (Hmm)
You learn that the weapons you keep
Ain’t the ones you need
The ones you need