[00:00.00] 作词 : Ghostpoet
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Ghostpoet
[00:00.00]Chorus: Lucy Rose
[00:47.52]It's my constant calamities
[00:52.02]And overcooked stubbornness ways, means I'm hearing dial tones..
[00:56.25]Dial tones
[01:03.33]It's my bus-stop reality
[01:08.04]I believe everything's fine, but I'm just hearing dial tones..
[01:12.24]Dial tones
[01:16.56]Verse One: Ghostpoet
[01:19.74]Well I try to work it out, but nothing seems to satisfy
[01:23.70]The taste in my mouth now, a bitter like O-T
[01:28.08]And unloved grandmas, and opened up her jam jar
[01:31.80]Of past pain narratives that I can seal shut
[01:35.82]So slangin' slammin' screams just bounce round the living room
[01:40.05]And eyes go red like brakelights, right but
[01:43.98]Ain't no sudden hopes or bolts out the blue
[01:47.85]I'm left in a state of hue, true true
[01:51.24]Chorus: Lucy Rose
[01:51.63]It's my constant calamities
[01:56.07]And overcooked stubbornness ways, means I'm hearing dial tones..
[02:00.24]Dial tones
[02:07.53]It's my bus-stop reality
[02:12.00]I believe everything's fine, but I'm just hearing dial tones..
[02:16.32]Dial tones
[02:17.28]Verse Two: Ghostpoet
[02:20.61]Hmm, ain't spoke in maybe hmm about six months
[02:27.99]And stand-offs similar to Westerns parts, so I
[02:32.25]Plus one scenarios, and sit back and watch and
[02:36.03]Partnered by rouge and fresh sore tooth and
[02:40.02]Need some suger, like a wine gum thing so
[02:43.74]Spring black humour, try to crow-bar a smile, and it
[02:48.27]Works for a while, but forecast bleak
[02:51.99]Dark clouds circling, rain then sleet
[02:55.20]Chorus: Lucy Rose
[02:55.59]It's my constant calamities
[03:00.03]And overcooked stubbornness ways, means I'm hearing dial tones..
[03:04.29]Dial tones
[03:11.34]It's my bus-stop reality
[03:15.99]I believe everything's fine, but I'm just hearing dial tones..
[03:20.34]Dial tones
[03:20.73]Ghostpoet & Lucy Rose:
[03:27.57]So if I try and call, will you pick up?
[03:31.74]Or will I see the games never let up?
[03:34.86]Tryin' out some olive branch-type tings
[03:37.56]Things.. Things..
[03:43.56]So if I try and call, will you pick up?
[03:48.06]Or will I see the games never let up?
[03:50.85]Tryin' out some olive branch-type things
[03:55.65]Some olive branch-type things
[03:59.37]It's my constant calamities
[04:03.75]And overcooked stubbornness ways, means I'm hearing dial tones..
[04:08.31]Dial tones
[04:15.27]It's my bus-stop reality
[04:20.01]I believe everything's fine, but I'm just hearing dial tones..
[04:24.27]Dial tones

作词 : Ghostpoet
作曲 : Ghostpoet
Chorus: Lucy Rose
It's my constant calamities
And overcooked stubbornness ways, means I'm hearing dial tones..
Dial tones
It's my bus-stop reality
I believe everything's fine, but I'm just hearing dial tones..
Dial tones
Verse One: Ghostpoet
Well I try to work it out, but nothing seems to satisfy
The taste in my mouth now, a bitter like O-T
And unloved grandmas, and opened up her jam jar
Of past pain narratives that I can seal shut
So slangin' slammin' screams just bounce round the living room
And eyes go red like brakelights, right but
Ain't no sudden hopes or bolts out the blue
I'm left in a state of hue, true true
Chorus: Lucy Rose
It's my constant calamities
And overcooked stubbornness ways, means I'm hearing dial tones..
Dial tones
It's my bus-stop reality
I believe everything's fine, but I'm just hearing dial tones..
Dial tones
Verse Two: Ghostpoet
Hmm, ain't spoke in maybe hmm about six months
And stand-offs similar to Westerns parts, so I
Plus one scenarios, and sit back and watch and
Partnered by rouge and fresh sore tooth and
Need some suger, like a wine gum thing so
Spring black humour, try to crow-bar a smile, and it
Works for a while, but forecast bleak
Dark clouds circling, rain then sleet
Chorus: Lucy Rose
It's my constant calamities
And overcooked stubbornness ways, means I'm hearing dial tones..
Dial tones
It's my bus-stop reality
I believe everything's fine, but I'm just hearing dial tones..
Dial tones
Ghostpoet & Lucy Rose:
So if I try and call, will you pick up?
Or will I see the games never let up?
Tryin' out some olive branch-type tings
Things.. Things..
So if I try and call, will you pick up?
Or will I see the games never let up?
Tryin' out some olive branch-type things
Some olive branch-type things
It's my constant calamities
And overcooked stubbornness ways, means I'm hearing dial tones..
Dial tones
It's my bus-stop reality
I believe everything's fine, but I'm just hearing dial tones..
Dial tones