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                                        I Exist I Exist I Exist
                                    
            
                                
                                        Don't Call Me At All
                                    
            
                                
                                        If You Love Me, Come Clean
                                    
            
                                
                                        My Heart Goes Bum Bum Bum
                                    
            
                                
                                        You Are the Coffin
                                    
            
                                
                                        by your side
                                    
            
                                
                                        If we could just pretend
                                    
            
                                
                                        Learning to Hate You as a Self Defense Mechanism
                                    
            
                                
                                        Sleep
                                    
            
                                
                                        To See You Alive
                                    
            
                                
                                        they'll like me when i'm sick
                                    
            
                                
                                        you said okay
                                    
            
                                
                                        In the Absence of Everything, I Promise to Keep You Warm
                                    
            
                                
                                        hands
                                    
            
                                
                                        you were a home that i wanted to grow up in
                                    
            
                                
                                        It's Sunday, April 19th and I Miss You
                                    
            
                                
                                        I Hope You're Okay
                                    
            
                                
                                        You Wanted to Look for Help, I Wanted to Sit and Wait to Be Rescued
                                    
            
                                
                                        Nothing Good Comes from Being Gone
                                    
            
                                
                                        I'm Broken But I'll Try
                                    
            
                                
                                        you said remembering would feel too much like moving back home
                                    
            
                                
                                        Even the Stars Can be Hollow
                                    
            
                                
                                        we could live near the beach
                                    
            
                                
                                        We're Fighting Again
                                    
            
                                
                                        somewhere in the distance, somewhere toward the mountains
                                    
            
                                
                                        a dream
                                    
            
                                
                                        Action Scene
                                    
            
                                
                                        i'm so concerned about the ending that i don't even know the plot
                                    
            
                                
                                        we haven't spoken in years, but knowing you felt like a dream
                                    
            
                                
                                        Ferris Bueller
                                    
            
                                
                                        We'll Hope for a Good Day
                                    
            
                                
                                        On the Porch of a Home Built in 1943
                                    
            
                                
                                        Remembering a Room That Isn't There
                                    
            
                                
                                        fighting a losing war
                                    
            
                                
                                        a warehouse on the river
                                    
            
                                
                                        When We Met
                                    
            
                                
                                        I'll Be Anything
                                    
            
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