歌曲 | Why Do You Bother |
歌手 | Faith No More |
专辑 | We Care a Lot |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Faith No More | |
Why hold on? | |
Your hands are getting sore | |
You must be scared of something | |
From the time before, well... | |
We're here again | |
How long, who knows? | |
It's not your right to tell me | |
Where this trip will go | |
Pull away | |
You're dying today | |
You could enjoy it | |
If you could take your feelings with you | |
But put your mind on me | |
And suck my energy | |
And see the speed gets higher | |
I see you hold on tighter.... | |
But just fatigue | |
Is all your face will show | |
It's weary from the stress | |
Getting delirious | |
'I didn't want this race | |
We can't keep up this pace' | |
We don't want to get well | |
We want to go to hell | |
We want an urban dream | |
The fucking urban scream | |
'This time was mine to borrow | |
I'll pay for it tomorrow' | |
You'll pay for it today | |
And as we drive away | |
I'll make my pleasure greater | |
Push the accelerator | |
(and down we go) |
zuo ci : Faith No More | |
Why hold on? | |
Your hands are getting sore | |
You must be scared of something | |
From the time before, well... | |
We' re here again | |
How long, who knows? | |
It' s not your right to tell me | |
Where this trip will go | |
Pull away | |
You' re dying today | |
You could enjoy it | |
If you could take your feelings with you | |
But put your mind on me | |
And suck my energy | |
And see the speed gets higher | |
I see you hold on tighter.... | |
But just fatigue | |
Is all your face will show | |
It' s weary from the stress | |
Getting delirious | |
' I didn' t want this race | |
We can' t keep up this pace' | |
We don' t want to get well | |
We want to go to hell | |
We want an urban dream | |
The fucking urban scream | |
' This time was mine to borrow | |
I' ll pay for it tomorrow' | |
You' ll pay for it today | |
And as we drive away | |
I' ll make my pleasure greater | |
Push the accelerator | |
and down we go |
zuò cí : Faith No More | |
Why hold on? | |
Your hands are getting sore | |
You must be scared of something | |
From the time before, well... | |
We' re here again | |
How long, who knows? | |
It' s not your right to tell me | |
Where this trip will go | |
Pull away | |
You' re dying today | |
You could enjoy it | |
If you could take your feelings with you | |
But put your mind on me | |
And suck my energy | |
And see the speed gets higher | |
I see you hold on tighter.... | |
But just fatigue | |
Is all your face will show | |
It' s weary from the stress | |
Getting delirious | |
' I didn' t want this race | |
We can' t keep up this pace' | |
We don' t want to get well | |
We want to go to hell | |
We want an urban dream | |
The fucking urban scream | |
' This time was mine to borrow | |
I' ll pay for it tomorrow' | |
You' ll pay for it today | |
And as we drive away | |
I' ll make my pleasure greater | |
Push the accelerator | |
and down we go |