[ti:Snare] [ar:Blackbird Raum] [al:Under The Starling Host] [by:李泽昊] [00:02.00]Blackbird Raum - Snare [00:03.00]LRC by lzh, from jiangxi pingxiang [00:04.00]@ www.1ting.com @ [02:33.39][02:05.20][01:13.37][00:58.51][00:05.00] [00:17.86]like those clever traps a bit of wire a rusty barb [00:22.96]I've seen some people set and never check for prey [00:28.69]there are tripwires in the righteous sneers of some of us [00:33.60]in their boots they carry the seeds of all those vines they cut [02:06.06][00:39.43]in the papers of the pigs and the whispers of the kids there was one word [02:15.60][00:49.68]feels like this room is getting small, we're only talking to the walls [01:06.93][01:00.37]take heed, warning, whisper, not me [01:44.45]this is just snare and snarl, raccoon blood and kerosene [01:49.18]a wasted feeling, eating paper like a trick [01:55.63]by this threadbare chord held together so we're connected tightly but only just [02:26.55]feels like this room is getting small, soon there will be no room at all