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作词 : Leeds |
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Leeds |
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Dreams |
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Behind the surface |
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Heat |
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Upon a throne |
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Hold |
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The rolling clouds |
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Vacuum |
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Slow the bone |
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Bring |
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Your many da ys |
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Down forward |
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Before |
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You wake alone |
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For |
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One more glance |
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One more glance |
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One more glance |
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At the |
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Death of romance |
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Its a |
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Lovers graveyard |
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We |
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Will never walk |
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The same |
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Sweet suffering |
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Comes at dawn |
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If we only |
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Could remain |
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It was dark |
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Before |
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We got there |
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As |
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We were going |
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Down there |
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For |
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One more chance |
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One more chance |
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One more chance |
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At the |
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Death of romance |
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We gof the |
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Perfect seat |
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The kind of |
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Show we love |
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We watched them |
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Pull the triggers |
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We heard |
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The push and shove |
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Danced |
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Among the swordsmen |
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Before their strike |
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At dawn |
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We |
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Danced the dance |
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Danced the dance |
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Danced the dance |
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Its the |
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Death of romance |
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zuo ci : Leeds |
|
Leeds |
|
Dreams |
|
Behind the surface |
|
Heat |
|
Upon a throne |
|
Hold |
|
The rolling clouds |
|
Vacuum |
|
Slow the bone |
|
Bring |
|
Your many da ys |
|
Down forward |
|
Before |
|
You wake alone |
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For |
|
One more glance |
|
One more glance |
|
One more glance |
|
At the |
|
Death of romance |
|
Its a |
|
Lovers graveyard |
|
We |
|
Will never walk |
|
The same |
|
Sweet suffering |
|
Comes at dawn |
|
If we only |
|
Could remain |
|
It was dark |
|
Before |
|
We got there |
|
As |
|
We were going |
|
Down there |
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For |
|
One more chance |
|
One more chance |
|
One more chance |
|
At the |
|
Death of romance |
|
We gof the |
|
Perfect seat |
|
The kind of |
|
Show we love |
|
We watched them |
|
Pull the triggers |
|
We heard |
|
The push and shove |
|
Danced |
|
Among the swordsmen |
|
Before their strike |
|
At dawn |
|
We |
|
Danced the dance |
|
Danced the dance |
|
Danced the dance |
|
Its the |
|
Death of romance |
|
zuò cí : Leeds |
|
Leeds |
|
Dreams |
|
Behind the surface |
|
Heat |
|
Upon a throne |
|
Hold |
|
The rolling clouds |
|
Vacuum |
|
Slow the bone |
|
Bring |
|
Your many da ys |
|
Down forward |
|
Before |
|
You wake alone |
|
For |
|
One more glance |
|
One more glance |
|
One more glance |
|
At the |
|
Death of romance |
|
Its a |
|
Lovers graveyard |
|
We |
|
Will never walk |
|
The same |
|
Sweet suffering |
|
Comes at dawn |
|
If we only |
|
Could remain |
|
It was dark |
|
Before |
|
We got there |
|
As |
|
We were going |
|
Down there |
|
For |
|
One more chance |
|
One more chance |
|
One more chance |
|
At the |
|
Death of romance |
|
We gof the |
|
Perfect seat |
|
The kind of |
|
Show we love |
|
We watched them |
|
Pull the triggers |
|
We heard |
|
The push and shove |
|
Danced |
|
Among the swordsmen |
|
Before their strike |
|
At dawn |
|
We |
|
Danced the dance |
|
Danced the dance |
|
Danced the dance |
|
Its the |
|
Death of romance |
