الكلمات الأصلية
ENالترجمة غير متاحة بعد. نعرض الكلمات الأصلية.
Under my feet
An heirloom
Illuminates
And I can only try to warn ahead
Particles don't lie to your eyes
But the articles in your mind might try
Won't you try on your lucky side
Or is it so finite that it just don't fit you right
Won't you dive into the depths and back
So you know why we all still wear our smiles
I know where you get that from
Get that from
You were lying in-accused so long
All we might have missed in a sense is gone
But you're a buyer in a tin foil suit and you eat the Sun
