歌词
Volume I have never felt, it must’ve crashed with spiders from Mars
Your shell washed to shore with splinters, space age and debris
Desperation that’s been harbored on the waves in your eyes
Something I thought was unique to me
And you left your footsteps in my bedroom
And the salt from the ocean
Came dripping down your spine
Yes, you left your footsteps in my bedroom
And the salt from the ocean
Came dripping down your spine
Space is a frontier, tell me, were you made in Stanley’s basement?
I don’t really care, we can travel light years from the sun
Your fall broke the sky and split time like it hasn’t stopped
A fast forward button under your thumb
And you left your footsteps in my bedroom
And the salt from the ocean
Came dripping down your spine
Yes, you left your footsteps in my bedroom
And the fall of your motion
Can’t imitate it twice
Cause you
专辑信息
1.Wasting Time (New York)
2.Collecting Souvenirs
3.Crickets
4.Worst Enemy
5.Footsteps
6.Wasting Time (New York) [Old Sea Brigade Remix]
7.Neighborhood Haircut (Live from Opening Night, New York, 2020)
8.Salt (Live from Opening Night, New York, 2020)
9.Worn Thin
10.Neighborhood Haircut
11.AMA 3
12.Worst Enemy (Live from Opening Night, New York, 2020)
13.[email protected] (Live from Opening Night, New York, 2020)
14.[email protected]
15.Twice as Much to Lose
16.6AM