歌曲 | Revenge on the Radio |
歌手 | Danger Is My Middle Name |
专辑 | Revenge on the Radio |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Craig Miller | |
One day you'll hear me singing on the radio, a song that I wrote for the lies you told. | |
Lights out this joke's on you! | |
Like a car crash right on cue, or a stuck trigger and my bad mood on the radio. | |
Call it in, get it on the air | |
Its "dance along" vs. "I don't care" | |
Heads up this joke's on you, this next request comes from Chicago. | |
One day you'll hear me singing on the radio, a song that I wrote for the lies you told. | |
And when you hear me singing whoa-oh-oh, consider this the bitterest goodbye......kiss mine! | |
Tune me in so I can call you out. | |
Turn it up, sing out loud....these speakers know you well, so you can hum along while you burn in hell | |
I'm gonna dig your grave with all the shit you say, don't try to run away |
zuo qu : Craig Miller | |
One day you' ll hear me singing on the radio, a song that I wrote for the lies you told. | |
Lights out this joke' s on you! | |
Like a car crash right on cue, or a stuck trigger and my bad mood on the radio. | |
Call it in, get it on the air | |
Its " dance along" vs. " I don' t care" | |
Heads up this joke' s on you, this next request comes from Chicago. | |
One day you' ll hear me singing on the radio, a song that I wrote for the lies you told. | |
And when you hear me singing whoaohoh, consider this the bitterest goodbye...... kiss mine! | |
Tune me in so I can call you out. | |
Turn it up, sing out loud.... these speakers know you well, so you can hum along while you burn in hell | |
I' m gonna dig your grave with all the shit you say, don' t try to run away |
zuò qǔ : Craig Miller | |
One day you' ll hear me singing on the radio, a song that I wrote for the lies you told. | |
Lights out this joke' s on you! | |
Like a car crash right on cue, or a stuck trigger and my bad mood on the radio. | |
Call it in, get it on the air | |
Its " dance along" vs. " I don' t care" | |
Heads up this joke' s on you, this next request comes from Chicago. | |
One day you' ll hear me singing on the radio, a song that I wrote for the lies you told. | |
And when you hear me singing whoaohoh, consider this the bitterest goodbye...... kiss mine! | |
Tune me in so I can call you out. | |
Turn it up, sing out loud.... these speakers know you well, so you can hum along while you burn in hell | |
I' m gonna dig your grave with all the shit you say, don' t try to run away |