歌曲 | Pulmonary Archery |
歌手 | Alexisonfire |
专辑 | Alexisonfire (Remastered) |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Alexisonfire | |
Let's go! | |
It's never too late to be early | |
Or try and maintain | |
Some scrap of integrity and certainty | |
I guess. | |
(My fingers) | |
Won't apologize | |
(Are blistered and bleeding) | |
And 1977... | |
Was a long time | |
(Was a long time) | |
Time ago | |
(Time ago) | |
I don't care. | |
I don't care how things | |
Were and I won't | |
Apologize. | |
I won't apologize. | |
**** you. | |
And the alamo penetrated | |
And there is little hope | |
For the white man so | |
Hop on your rainbow | |
And ride... | |
(My fingers) | |
So I'll ride it into | |
(Are blistered and bleeding) | |
And ride into oblivion | |
For all I care | |
(There's no longer) | |
You could be early | |
(Discomfort) | |
Or late | |
(That you brought) | |
Whatever! |
zuo qu : Alexisonfire | |
Let' s go! | |
It' s never too late to be early | |
Or try and maintain | |
Some scrap of integrity and certainty | |
I guess. | |
My fingers | |
Won' t apologize | |
Are blistered and bleeding | |
And 1977... | |
Was a long time | |
Was a long time | |
Time ago | |
Time ago | |
I don' t care. | |
I don' t care how things | |
Were and I won' t | |
Apologize. | |
I won' t apologize. | |
you. | |
And the alamo penetrated | |
And there is little hope | |
For the white man so | |
Hop on your rainbow | |
And ride... | |
My fingers | |
So I' ll ride it into | |
Are blistered and bleeding | |
And ride into oblivion | |
For all I care | |
There' s no longer | |
You could be early | |
Discomfort | |
Or late | |
That you brought | |
Whatever! |
zuò qǔ : Alexisonfire | |
Let' s go! | |
It' s never too late to be early | |
Or try and maintain | |
Some scrap of integrity and certainty | |
I guess. | |
My fingers | |
Won' t apologize | |
Are blistered and bleeding | |
And 1977... | |
Was a long time | |
Was a long time | |
Time ago | |
Time ago | |
I don' t care. | |
I don' t care how things | |
Were and I won' t | |
Apologize. | |
I won' t apologize. | |
you. | |
And the alamo penetrated | |
And there is little hope | |
For the white man so | |
Hop on your rainbow | |
And ride... | |
My fingers | |
So I' ll ride it into | |
Are blistered and bleeding | |
And ride into oblivion | |
For all I care | |
There' s no longer | |
You could be early | |
Discomfort | |
Or late | |
That you brought | |
Whatever! |