Sunsetting 歌词
| 歌曲 | Sunsetting |
| 歌手 | Pianos Become the Teeth |
| 专辑 | The Lack Long After |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| Air is all you need | |
| Pull your last smoke through me, | |
| Come on, inhale, | |
| Pull it hard and leave, | |
| Well here I am again, | |
| We all break in our own way | |
| But I don't remember such a bone cold chill on such a spring day, | |
| A man's man, the wind through those New York trees, | |
| Cursed with oaks for feet, and a heart that wouldn't beat in a torso so small, | |
| I should have called more, come up more, | |
| Spent more time just sitting with you | |
| Because now all I’ve got is old footage to help me bide | |
| And it seems that pictures of an old life have helped me to pass mine by | |
| I miss every word, every lesson learned, | |
| Clear your throat and cough, loosen it up, | |
| Well I’ve been sunsetting so damn long | |
| And the length of those lies only stretches so far | |
| In hell like this, on nights like these | |
| I just miss your humor, I just need someone to blame tonight, | |
| You know I could never hang in as hard as I could hang on, | |
| And here I am again. |
| Air is all you need | |
| Pull your last smoke through me, | |
| Come on, inhale, | |
| Pull it hard and leave, | |
| Well here I am again, | |
| We all break in our own way | |
| But I don' t remember such a bone cold chill on such a spring day, | |
| A man' s man, the wind through those New York trees, | |
| Cursed with oaks for feet, and a heart that wouldn' t beat in a torso so small, | |
| I should have called more, come up more, | |
| Spent more time just sitting with you | |
| Because now all I' ve got is old footage to help me bide | |
| And it seems that pictures of an old life have helped me to pass mine by | |
| I miss every word, every lesson learned, | |
| Clear your throat and cough, loosen it up, | |
| Well I' ve been sunsetting so damn long | |
| And the length of those lies only stretches so far | |
| In hell like this, on nights like these | |
| I just miss your humor, I just need someone to blame tonight, | |
| You know I could never hang in as hard as I could hang on, | |
| And here I am again. |
| Air is all you need | |
| Pull your last smoke through me, | |
| Come on, inhale, | |
| Pull it hard and leave, | |
| Well here I am again, | |
| We all break in our own way | |
| But I don' t remember such a bone cold chill on such a spring day, | |
| A man' s man, the wind through those New York trees, | |
| Cursed with oaks for feet, and a heart that wouldn' t beat in a torso so small, | |
| I should have called more, come up more, | |
| Spent more time just sitting with you | |
| Because now all I' ve got is old footage to help me bide | |
| And it seems that pictures of an old life have helped me to pass mine by | |
| I miss every word, every lesson learned, | |
| Clear your throat and cough, loosen it up, | |
| Well I' ve been sunsetting so damn long | |
| And the length of those lies only stretches so far | |
| In hell like this, on nights like these | |
| I just miss your humor, I just need someone to blame tonight, | |
| You know I could never hang in as hard as I could hang on, | |
| And here I am again. |
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