mark the day
me and my boy, weve been on the road, and i taste ash
my sword, my tongue, no stars, no sympathy
so mark my words, i will not be told how you feel
i dont trust you any more than i trust my self
burn the day
these three things cant be held in two hands, but never mind all that
ghost life, coast by, im on top of everything tonight
gold dust turns to glue in your throat, so elegantly choke
you beat this rap, but youll still get it in the neck
burn the day
Twelve Hundred Times 專輯歌曲
| 歌曲 | 歌手 | 專輯 |
|---|---|---|
| x1200 | Laura | Twelve Hundred Times |
| The Slow | Laura | Twelve Hundred Times |
| mark the day | Laura | Twelve Hundred Times |
| safe confinement | Laura | Twelve Hundred Times |