Who Stole The Weekend 歌词

	作曲 : Buffseeds, Scragg
	Who stole the weekend?
	Was it you again?
	I left on the TV
	And it burned out the screen
	There\'s a drought in the wake of a perfect smile
	And I try to regain all the feelings
	And I feel so alive I could fall through the floor
	A minute with you is better than a year with myself
	A minute with you is better than a year with myself
	Who stole the weekend?
	Was it you again?
	I left on the first train
	To a town called mundane
	There\'s a drought in the wake of a perfect smile
	And I try to regain all the feelings
	And I feel so alive I could fall through the floor
	A minute with you is better than a year with myself
	A minute with you is better than a year with myself
	Who stole the weekend?
	Was it you again?
	I left on the TV
	And it burned out the screen
	There\'s a drought in the wake of a perfect smile
	And I try to regain all the feelings
	And I feel so alive I could fall through the floor
	Fall through the floor..
	A minute with you is better than a year with myself
	A minute with you is better than a year with myself
	A minute with you is better than a year with myself
	A minute with you is better than a year with myself
	Is better than a year with myself

	zuo qu : Buffseeds, Scragg
	Who stole the weekend?
	Was it you again?
	I left on the TV
	And it burned out the screen
	There' s a drought in the wake of a perfect smile
	And I try to regain all the feelings
	And I feel so alive I could fall through the floor
	A minute with you is better than a year with myself
	A minute with you is better than a year with myself
	Who stole the weekend?
	Was it you again?
	I left on the first train
	To a town called mundane
	There' s a drought in the wake of a perfect smile
	And I try to regain all the feelings
	And I feel so alive I could fall through the floor
	A minute with you is better than a year with myself
	A minute with you is better than a year with myself
	Who stole the weekend?
	Was it you again?
	I left on the TV
	And it burned out the screen
	There' s a drought in the wake of a perfect smile
	And I try to regain all the feelings
	And I feel so alive I could fall through the floor
	Fall through the floor..
	A minute with you is better than a year with myself
	A minute with you is better than a year with myself
	A minute with you is better than a year with myself
	A minute with you is better than a year with myself
	Is better than a year with myself

	zuò qǔ : Buffseeds, Scragg
	Who stole the weekend?
	Was it you again?
	I left on the TV
	And it burned out the screen
	There' s a drought in the wake of a perfect smile
	And I try to regain all the feelings
	And I feel so alive I could fall through the floor
	A minute with you is better than a year with myself
	A minute with you is better than a year with myself
	Who stole the weekend?
	Was it you again?
	I left on the first train
	To a town called mundane
	There' s a drought in the wake of a perfect smile
	And I try to regain all the feelings
	And I feel so alive I could fall through the floor
	A minute with you is better than a year with myself
	A minute with you is better than a year with myself
	Who stole the weekend?
	Was it you again?
	I left on the TV
	And it burned out the screen
	There' s a drought in the wake of a perfect smile
	And I try to regain all the feelings
	And I feel so alive I could fall through the floor
	Fall through the floor..
	A minute with you is better than a year with myself
	A minute with you is better than a year with myself
	A minute with you is better than a year with myself
	A minute with you is better than a year with myself
	Is better than a year with myself

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