歌曲 | You Can't Take It With You |
歌手 | As Tall as Lions |
专辑 | The Circles EP |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Fitzgerald, Nigro, Sarcona ... | |
And the world's | |
a far sadder place | |
when you were lost | |
and the drugs wear off | |
When you're out of mind | |
out of view | |
so I've cut it loose | |
from my parachute | |
All we are | |
and all we see's | |
just juxtaposed | |
i'm a mirrored me | |
that's why this heart of mine's | |
a broken machine | |
that I cannot start | |
cause I lost the parts | |
I feel it's much too late | |
Can't keep the wolves at bay | |
There's nothing left to lose | |
If you can't take it with you | |
All the world's | |
a sinking ship | |
We're the wrench that stuck | |
in it's mechanics | |
So pry me out life's cold machinery | |
Cause I'm getting tired | |
of the scenery | |
I feel it's much too late | |
Can't keep the wolves at bay | |
There's nothing left to lose | |
If you can't take it with you | |
I feel there's nothing left | |
The world's gone blind and deaf | |
We're given what we choose | |
Give me unconsciousness |
zuo qu : Fitzgerald, Nigro, Sarcona ... | |
And the world' s | |
a far sadder place | |
when you were lost | |
and the drugs wear off | |
When you' re out of mind | |
out of view | |
so I' ve cut it loose | |
from my parachute | |
All we are | |
and all we see' s | |
just juxtaposed | |
i' m a mirrored me | |
that' s why this heart of mine' s | |
a broken machine | |
that I cannot start | |
cause I lost the parts | |
I feel it' s much too late | |
Can' t keep the wolves at bay | |
There' s nothing left to lose | |
If you can' t take it with you | |
All the world' s | |
a sinking ship | |
We' re the wrench that stuck | |
in it' s mechanics | |
So pry me out life' s cold machinery | |
Cause I' m getting tired | |
of the scenery | |
I feel it' s much too late | |
Can' t keep the wolves at bay | |
There' s nothing left to lose | |
If you can' t take it with you | |
I feel there' s nothing left | |
The world' s gone blind and deaf | |
We' re given what we choose | |
Give me unconsciousness |
zuò qǔ : Fitzgerald, Nigro, Sarcona ... | |
And the world' s | |
a far sadder place | |
when you were lost | |
and the drugs wear off | |
When you' re out of mind | |
out of view | |
so I' ve cut it loose | |
from my parachute | |
All we are | |
and all we see' s | |
just juxtaposed | |
i' m a mirrored me | |
that' s why this heart of mine' s | |
a broken machine | |
that I cannot start | |
cause I lost the parts | |
I feel it' s much too late | |
Can' t keep the wolves at bay | |
There' s nothing left to lose | |
If you can' t take it with you | |
All the world' s | |
a sinking ship | |
We' re the wrench that stuck | |
in it' s mechanics | |
So pry me out life' s cold machinery | |
Cause I' m getting tired | |
of the scenery | |
I feel it' s much too late | |
Can' t keep the wolves at bay | |
There' s nothing left to lose | |
If you can' t take it with you | |
I feel there' s nothing left | |
The world' s gone blind and deaf | |
We' re given what we choose | |
Give me unconsciousness |