歌曲 | Last Day of 1888 |
歌手 | Kids in the Way |
专辑 | Apparitions of Melody: The Dead Letters Edition |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Crowded streets and the memories of all the faces you see you don't know who | |
I am when you're looking at me | |
Hang me tonight in this false and jaded light | |
In the center of the square, muder's bredding in the air | |
We're all innocent. | |
The shadow's playing with our eyes | |
Sharpened tongues and the loaded guns of all the forunate sons you're the jack, back in black, ripping air from our lungs | |
I'd cut my heart out of my chest and attach it to my sleeve | |
If I thought you'd think differently of me |