| 歌曲 | No Gold |
| 歌手 | Akine |
| 专辑 | Don't Foster Fear |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Nicole Kozin |
| [00:01.000] | 作词 : Nicole Kozin |
| [00:08.06] | Midnight showers in the dark |
| [00:15.65] | Nightmares come streaming with the water |
| [00:20.10] | Cold leaks in from the floor |
| [00:23.83] | She used to be a business man's daughter |
| [00:27.30] | Future left undiscovered, then |
| [00:32.08] | Pain comes dancing with laughter in her body |
| [00:35.58] | Now she lies on her favorite bench, lies in her only dress |
| [00:41.38] | She rewinds to a time |
| [00:46.08] | When she was clean and fresh |
| [00:49.10] | Gotta stay on her A-game |
| [00:52.79] | Always gotta play and party hard, of course |
| [00:58.28] | She had gold running through her fingers |
| [01:02.43] | Turns to mold, yeah, she was a thinker |
| [01:06.34] | But now she's sold to the highest bidder |
| [01:15.06] | Figures come streaming with the sunshine |
| [01:19.01] | All clean and white, except that guy |
| [01:22.88] | That stain on his shirt, and the mess is mine |
| [01:25.45] | No, I mean hers, she is confined |
| [01:28.76] | To what six shames to blame |
| [01:30.43] | And can not find herself, no |
| [01:36.74] | She had gold running through her fingers |
| [01:41.57] | It turns to mold, yeah, she was a thinker |
| [01:45.63] | But now she's sold to the highest bidder |
| [01:51.13] | She had gold running through her fingers |
| [01:57.82] | Turns to mold, yeah, she was a thinker |
| [02:01.38] | But now she's sold to the highest bidder |
| [02:08.86] | And she rewinds back to a time |
| [02:14.51] | When she was clean and fresh |
| [02:17.78] | Never sunk to the right side |
| [02:21.19] | City lights in her eyes |
| [02:24.82] | She had gold running through her fingers |
| [02:28.96] | Turns to mold, yeah, she was a thinker |
| [02:32.83] | But now she's sold to the highest bidder |
| [02:38.91] | She had gold running through her fingers |
| [02:44.94] | Turns to mold, yeah, she was a thinker |
| [02:48.61] | But now she's sold to the highest bidder |
| [02:57.90] | Now she's numb, she has no one |
| [03:05.67] | Now she's numb, remembers no one |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Nicole Kozin |
| [00:01.000] | zuò cí : Nicole Kozin |
| [00:08.06] | Midnight showers in the dark |
| [00:15.65] | Nightmares come streaming with the water |
| [00:20.10] | Cold leaks in from the floor |
| [00:23.83] | She used to be a business man' s daughter |
| [00:27.30] | Future left undiscovered, then |
| [00:32.08] | Pain comes dancing with laughter in her body |
| [00:35.58] | Now she lies on her favorite bench, lies in her only dress |
| [00:41.38] | She rewinds to a time |
| [00:46.08] | When she was clean and fresh |
| [00:49.10] | Gotta stay on her Agame |
| [00:52.79] | Always gotta play and party hard, of course |
| [00:58.28] | She had gold running through her fingers |
| [01:02.43] | Turns to mold, yeah, she was a thinker |
| [01:06.34] | But now she' s sold to the highest bidder |
| [01:15.06] | Figures come streaming with the sunshine |
| [01:19.01] | All clean and white, except that guy |
| [01:22.88] | That stain on his shirt, and the mess is mine |
| [01:25.45] | No, I mean hers, she is confined |
| [01:28.76] | To what six shames to blame |
| [01:30.43] | And can not find herself, no |
| [01:36.74] | She had gold running through her fingers |
| [01:41.57] | It turns to mold, yeah, she was a thinker |
| [01:45.63] | But now she' s sold to the highest bidder |
| [01:51.13] | She had gold running through her fingers |
| [01:57.82] | Turns to mold, yeah, she was a thinker |
| [02:01.38] | But now she' s sold to the highest bidder |
| [02:08.86] | And she rewinds back to a time |
| [02:14.51] | When she was clean and fresh |
| [02:17.78] | Never sunk to the right side |
| [02:21.19] | City lights in her eyes |
| [02:24.82] | She had gold running through her fingers |
| [02:28.96] | Turns to mold, yeah, she was a thinker |
| [02:32.83] | But now she' s sold to the highest bidder |
| [02:38.91] | She had gold running through her fingers |
| [02:44.94] | Turns to mold, yeah, she was a thinker |
| [02:48.61] | But now she' s sold to the highest bidder |
| [02:57.90] | Now she' s numb, she has no one |
| [03:05.67] | Now she' s numb, remembers no one |