[00:00.00] 作词 : Joakim Lundell/Pontus Frisk/Joakim Daif/Ava Arrhult/Agnes Arrhult
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Joakim Lundell/Pontus Frisk/Joakim Daif/Ava Arrhult/Agnes Arrhult
[00:04.44]
[00:10.51]Tired
[00:13.12]Oh, sometimes I get tired on myself
[00:17.06]And I feel like things won't be alright
[00:21.19]Lonely
[00:24.47]Oh, sometimes I get lonely in your company
[00:28.58]'Cause we are the same, you and me
[00:33.30]What are we made of?
[00:38.19]What have we come to believe?
[00:41.33]Tell me, say how you feel
[00:45.69]Are we made to hide how we feel inside?
[00:50.25]If I cross that line, would you hold me?
[00:53.03]What are we made of?
[00:55.47]And if I cross that line, would you hold me?
[00:59.47]~
[01:25.66]Angry
[01:29.02]Oh, sometimes I get angry with myself
[01:32.92]But you won't even care as long as you're near
[01:37.44]Hopeless
[01:40.70]Oh, sometimes it get hopeless thinking you're not here
[01:45.76]I want it to end, to be free
[01:49.91]What are we made of?
[01:54.44]What have we come to believe?
[01:57.22]Tell me, say how you feel
[02:01.75]Are we made to hide how we feel inside?
[02:06.16]If I cross that line, would you hold me?
[02:09.13]What are we made of?
[02:11.88]And if I cross that line, would you hold me?
[02:15.83]~
[02:37.91]Are we made to hide how we feel inside?
[02:41.18]If I cross that line, would you hold me?
[02:44.16]What are we made of?
[02:46.89]And if I cross that line, would you hold me?
[02:50.02]
[02:53.05]Would you hold me?

作词 : Joakim Lundell/Pontus Frisk/Joakim Daif/Ava Arrhult/Agnes Arrhult
作曲 : Joakim Lundell/Pontus Frisk/Joakim Daif/Ava Arrhult/Agnes Arrhult
Tired
Oh, sometimes I get tired on myself
And I feel like things won't be alright
Lonely
Oh, sometimes I get lonely in your company
'Cause we are the same, you and me
What are we made of?
What have we come to believe?
Tell me, say how you feel
Are we made to hide how we feel inside?
If I cross that line, would you hold me?
What are we made of?
And if I cross that line, would you hold me?
~
Angry
Oh, sometimes I get angry with myself
But you won't even care as long as you're near
Hopeless
Oh, sometimes it get hopeless thinking you're not here
I want it to end, to be free
What are we made of?
What have we come to believe?
Tell me, say how you feel
Are we made to hide how we feel inside?
If I cross that line, would you hold me?
What are we made of?
And if I cross that line, would you hold me?
~
Are we made to hide how we feel inside?
If I cross that line, would you hold me?
What are we made of?
And if I cross that line, would you hold me?
Would you hold me?