I wish I could go back in time
π΅ 1215 characters
β±οΈ 3:11 duration
π ID: 24452058
π Lyrics
Torn up pages
Fickle, uncertain how time ticks
Oh, spoilt fruits
Unwanted, abandoned, how life goes without you (You)
Even when the rain hurts to walk on (Rain hurts, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Even when blood spills
A pain buried oh-so deep within
An illness without a cure rooted
Inside your poor soul, oh, how it hurts, ah-ah-ah
Lost underneath this ruined world
Let's bury ourselves down into hell
Ah-ah, ah (Ah-ah), a voice so fickle
Ah-ah, ah (Ah-ah), a soul so fruitless
Broken records
Crackling, spluttering noises
The time, forgotten
Tick-tocking, snickering voices
A sound lost in memories so old (Ah, tick-tack, eh, tick-tack)
Melody oh-so nostalgic (Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
A voice lost in timΠ΅, or so was told (Ah, tick-tack, queue the tick-tack)
Oh, how I wish I could go back
In timΠ΅, but life's so fickle
Ah-ah, ah, a song so fruitless
A sin buried oh-so deep within
Lies that form a skin, surrounding
Your grieving poor soul, oh, how it hurts, ah-ah-ah
Lost underneath the corpse of life
Let's bury ourselves away from strife-ife
Ah-ah, ah (Ah-ah), a voice so fickle
Ah-ah, ah (Ah-ah), so full of woe
Ah-ah, ah (Ah-ah), how it hurts, ah-ah-ah-ah (Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
Ah-ah, ah (Ah-ah), hurts (Ah-ah, ah, ah)
Fickle, uncertain how time ticks
Oh, spoilt fruits
Unwanted, abandoned, how life goes without you (You)
Even when the rain hurts to walk on (Rain hurts, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Even when blood spills
A pain buried oh-so deep within
An illness without a cure rooted
Inside your poor soul, oh, how it hurts, ah-ah-ah
Lost underneath this ruined world
Let's bury ourselves down into hell
Ah-ah, ah (Ah-ah), a voice so fickle
Ah-ah, ah (Ah-ah), a soul so fruitless
Broken records
Crackling, spluttering noises
The time, forgotten
Tick-tocking, snickering voices
A sound lost in memories so old (Ah, tick-tack, eh, tick-tack)
Melody oh-so nostalgic (Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
A voice lost in timΠ΅, or so was told (Ah, tick-tack, queue the tick-tack)
Oh, how I wish I could go back
In timΠ΅, but life's so fickle
Ah-ah, ah, a song so fruitless
A sin buried oh-so deep within
Lies that form a skin, surrounding
Your grieving poor soul, oh, how it hurts, ah-ah-ah
Lost underneath the corpse of life
Let's bury ourselves away from strife-ife
Ah-ah, ah (Ah-ah), a voice so fickle
Ah-ah, ah (Ah-ah), so full of woe
Ah-ah, ah (Ah-ah), how it hurts, ah-ah-ah-ah (Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
Ah-ah, ah (Ah-ah), hurts (Ah-ah, ah, ah)
β±οΈ Synced Lyrics
[00:22.81] Torn up pages
[00:26.88] Fickle, uncertain how time ticks
[00:30.32] Oh, spoilt fruits
[00:34.21] Unwanted, abandoned, how life goes without you (You)
[00:41.68] Even when the rain hurts to walk on (Rain hurts, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
[00:49.28] Even when blood spills
[00:53.40] A pain buried oh-so deep within
[00:55.21] An illness without a cure rooted
[00:56.97] Inside your poor soul, oh, how it hurts, ah-ah-ah
[01:01.12] Lost underneath this ruined world
[01:02.69] Let's bury ourselves down into hell
[01:07.97] Ah-ah, ah (Ah-ah), a voice so fickle
[01:15.28] Ah-ah, ah (Ah-ah), a soul so fruitless
[01:38.80] Broken records
[01:42.60] Crackling, spluttering noises
[01:45.97] The time, forgotten
[01:50.04] Tick-tocking, snickering voices
[01:53.69] A sound lost in memories so old (Ah, tick-tack, eh, tick-tack)
[01:57.84] Melody oh-so nostalgic (Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
[02:01.46] A voice lost in timΠ΅, or so was told (Ah, tick-tack, queue the tick-tack)
[02:05.25] Oh, how I wish I could go back
[02:08.61] In timΠ΅, but life's so fickle
[02:16.25] Ah-ah, ah, a song so fruitless
[02:23.77] A sin buried oh-so deep within
[02:25.85] Lies that form a skin, surrounding
[02:27.92] Your grieving poor soul, oh, how it hurts, ah-ah-ah
[02:31.77] Lost underneath the corpse of life
[02:33.65] Let's bury ourselves away from strife-ife
[02:38.97] Ah-ah, ah (Ah-ah), a voice so fickle
[02:46.73] Ah-ah, ah (Ah-ah), so full of woe
[02:54.73] Ah-ah, ah (Ah-ah), how it hurts, ah-ah-ah-ah (Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
[03:02.36] Ah-ah, ah (Ah-ah), hurts (Ah-ah, ah, ah)
[03:09.67]
[00:26.88] Fickle, uncertain how time ticks
[00:30.32] Oh, spoilt fruits
[00:34.21] Unwanted, abandoned, how life goes without you (You)
[00:41.68] Even when the rain hurts to walk on (Rain hurts, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
[00:49.28] Even when blood spills
[00:53.40] A pain buried oh-so deep within
[00:55.21] An illness without a cure rooted
[00:56.97] Inside your poor soul, oh, how it hurts, ah-ah-ah
[01:01.12] Lost underneath this ruined world
[01:02.69] Let's bury ourselves down into hell
[01:07.97] Ah-ah, ah (Ah-ah), a voice so fickle
[01:15.28] Ah-ah, ah (Ah-ah), a soul so fruitless
[01:38.80] Broken records
[01:42.60] Crackling, spluttering noises
[01:45.97] The time, forgotten
[01:50.04] Tick-tocking, snickering voices
[01:53.69] A sound lost in memories so old (Ah, tick-tack, eh, tick-tack)
[01:57.84] Melody oh-so nostalgic (Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
[02:01.46] A voice lost in timΠ΅, or so was told (Ah, tick-tack, queue the tick-tack)
[02:05.25] Oh, how I wish I could go back
[02:08.61] In timΠ΅, but life's so fickle
[02:16.25] Ah-ah, ah, a song so fruitless
[02:23.77] A sin buried oh-so deep within
[02:25.85] Lies that form a skin, surrounding
[02:27.92] Your grieving poor soul, oh, how it hurts, ah-ah-ah
[02:31.77] Lost underneath the corpse of life
[02:33.65] Let's bury ourselves away from strife-ife
[02:38.97] Ah-ah, ah (Ah-ah), a voice so fickle
[02:46.73] Ah-ah, ah (Ah-ah), so full of woe
[02:54.73] Ah-ah, ah (Ah-ah), how it hurts, ah-ah-ah-ah (Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
[03:02.36] Ah-ah, ah (Ah-ah), hurts (Ah-ah, ah, ah)
[03:09.67]