歌曲 | Highs Are Too High |
歌手 | Pretty & Twisted |
专辑 | Pretty & Twisted |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Napolitano | |
He ran, in the slick black street | |
Looking back | |
Over his shoulder | |
The streetlights watched and winked | |
He ran, sweating, in the rain | |
He had left them, sipping cocktails like | |
In a silent movie. | |
A roomful of teeth, white and waiting | |
Walls & windows breathing | |
He slipped, in the gutter | |
Weeping in frustration | |
Spinning from martinis | |
Laughing at the water | |
- The highs are too high | |
- And the lows are way too low | |
Strangers changing faces | |
Underneath umbrellas | |
Turning into animals | |
A predatory carnival | |
- The highs are too high | |
- And the lows are way too low | |
Sleeping in their taxis | |
Old men behind their papers | |
The women in the alley | |
Are smiling at him strangely | |
- The highs are too high | |
- And the lows are way too low |
zuo qu : Napolitano | |
He ran, in the slick black street | |
Looking back | |
Over his shoulder | |
The streetlights watched and winked | |
He ran, sweating, in the rain | |
He had left them, sipping cocktails like | |
In a silent movie. | |
A roomful of teeth, white and waiting | |
Walls windows breathing | |
He slipped, in the gutter | |
Weeping in frustration | |
Spinning from martinis | |
Laughing at the water | |
The highs are too high | |
And the lows are way too low | |
Strangers changing faces | |
Underneath umbrellas | |
Turning into animals | |
A predatory carnival | |
The highs are too high | |
And the lows are way too low | |
Sleeping in their taxis | |
Old men behind their papers | |
The women in the alley | |
Are smiling at him strangely | |
The highs are too high | |
And the lows are way too low |
zuò qǔ : Napolitano | |
He ran, in the slick black street | |
Looking back | |
Over his shoulder | |
The streetlights watched and winked | |
He ran, sweating, in the rain | |
He had left them, sipping cocktails like | |
In a silent movie. | |
A roomful of teeth, white and waiting | |
Walls windows breathing | |
He slipped, in the gutter | |
Weeping in frustration | |
Spinning from martinis | |
Laughing at the water | |
The highs are too high | |
And the lows are way too low | |
Strangers changing faces | |
Underneath umbrellas | |
Turning into animals | |
A predatory carnival | |
The highs are too high | |
And the lows are way too low | |
Sleeping in their taxis | |
Old men behind their papers | |
The women in the alley | |
Are smiling at him strangely | |
The highs are too high | |
And the lows are way too low |