歌曲 | Shit Twins |
歌手 | Dads |
专辑 | American Radass (This Is Important) |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.000] | 作词 : John Bradley/Scott Scharinger |
[00:01.000] | 作曲 : John Bradley/Scott Scharinger |
[00:13.000] | There is a chest |
[00:16.000] | Of skin, of drawers |
[00:17.500] | With pictures of waterspouts |
[00:21.000] | Coming out from the ocean and into the mainland |
[00:28.000] | Where you once lived |
[00:29.500] | Before |
[00:30.700] | When you were younger |
[00:33.000] | Before |
[00:34.500] | You learned how to hope, want, or wish |
[00:55.700] | Your step became unsteady once |
[01:01.700] | Even more |
[01:03.000] | Every time you would stand on shrapnel |
[01:10.000] | Under your feet |
[01:13.000] | There was a growth under your skin |
[01:17.000] | An addition of pride |
[01:19.500] | For your newfound wasteland |
[01:29.500] | But even worse |
[01:31.500] | The future you see |
[01:34.500] | The future you bring |
[01:37.000] | The future you are completely okay with |
[01:41.000] | I could wait up sick |
[01:43.000] | Waiting for a response |
[01:45.700] | I could wait up, waiting for anything |
[01:51.000] | And it’s something that you’re completely okay with |
[01:57.500] | You've been standing outside of my apartment |
[02:03.500] | With your mouth open wide |
[02:04.000] | and I haven't heard enough of it |
[02:09.000] | You've been standing outside of my apartment |
[02:15.000] | With your mouth open wide |
[02:17.700] | and I haven't heard enough of it |
[02:20.000] | Tell me, tell me, Miranda |
[02:23.500] | Where do you see yourself tomorrow? |
[02:26.500] | Do you worry each Wednesday |
[02:28.700] | When the week is almost over |
[02:33.000] | Where you will sleep |
[02:35.500] | Where you will sleep |
[02:38.000] | Your sanctuary is Missouri in May |
[02:41.000] | And I still insist on cutting my tongue off |
[02:48.000] | You've been standing outside of my apartment |
[02:53.500] | With your mouth open wide |
[02:56.000] | and I haven't heard enough of it |
[03:00.000] | You've been standing outside of my apartment |
[03:06.000] | With your mouth open wide |
[03:09.000] | and I haven't heard enough of it |
[03:11.500] | I will not speak of the crash |
[03:15.000] | Cause if it is never spoken of |
[03:18.000] | Then history will never know it happened |
[03:23.000] | If it is never written about |
[03:26.000] | Then no one can ever read it |
[03:29.500] | If it is never talked about |
[03:32.000] | Then no one can ever hear it |
[03:35.500] | Then no one can ever hear it |
[03:38.500] | Then no one can ever hear it |
[03:47.500] | Do we know the truths of every broken step? |
[03:54.000] | Only if it's told |
[03:56.000] | Forgotten when it's old |
[03:59.000] | Undesired and cold |
[04:03.500] | There is no story to be told |
[04:13.000] | (We'll say) |
[05:12.000] | We'll say |
[05:14.000] | We'll meet up in some hotel room |
[05:16.500] | Be it fancy or pay by the hour |
[05:19.000] | And we'll comfort each other |
[05:21.000] | Like we used to in our time |
[05:24.500] | You'll say it'll be just like the old days |
[05:28.500] | But it won't be the f*cking old days |
[05:31.000] | No it won't be the f*cking old days |
[05:33.500] | Only now with our broken parts |
[05:37.500] | Our overused and torn up pieces |
[05:41.000] | Will it be better than before? |
[05:44.000] | Will it be better than before? |
[05:47.000] | Do we thank our practice with others |
[05:50.500] | Or will it be tarnished by exact thought? |
[05:54.500] | Will it be better than before? |
[05:57.000] | Will it be better than before? |
[06:00.500] | Will it be better than before? |
[00:00.000] | zuo ci : John Bradley Scott Scharinger |
[00:01.000] | zuo qu : John Bradley Scott Scharinger |
[00:13.000] | There is a chest |
[00:16.000] | Of skin, of drawers |
[00:17.500] | With pictures of waterspouts |
[00:21.000] | Coming out from the ocean and into the mainland |
[00:28.000] | Where you once lived |
[00:29.500] | Before |
[00:30.700] | When you were younger |
[00:33.000] | Before |
[00:34.500] | You learned how to hope, want, or wish |
[00:55.700] | Your step became unsteady once |
[01:01.700] | Even more |
[01:03.000] | Every time you would stand on shrapnel |
[01:10.000] | Under your feet |
[01:13.000] | There was a growth under your skin |
[01:17.000] | An addition of pride |
[01:19.500] | For your newfound wasteland |
[01:29.500] | But even worse |
[01:31.500] | The future you see |
[01:34.500] | The future you bring |
[01:37.000] | The future you are completely okay with |
[01:41.000] | I could wait up sick |
[01:43.000] | Waiting for a response |
[01:45.700] | I could wait up, waiting for anything |
[01:51.000] | And it' s something that you' re completely okay with |
[01:57.500] | You' ve been standing outside of my apartment |
[02:03.500] | With your mouth open wide |
[02:04.000] | and I haven' t heard enough of it |
[02:09.000] | You' ve been standing outside of my apartment |
[02:15.000] | With your mouth open wide |
[02:17.700] | and I haven' t heard enough of it |
[02:20.000] | Tell me, tell me, Miranda |
[02:23.500] | Where do you see yourself tomorrow? |
[02:26.500] | Do you worry each Wednesday |
[02:28.700] | When the week is almost over |
[02:33.000] | Where you will sleep |
[02:35.500] | Where you will sleep |
[02:38.000] | Your sanctuary is Missouri in May |
[02:41.000] | And I still insist on cutting my tongue off |
[02:48.000] | You' ve been standing outside of my apartment |
[02:53.500] | With your mouth open wide |
[02:56.000] | and I haven' t heard enough of it |
[03:00.000] | You' ve been standing outside of my apartment |
[03:06.000] | With your mouth open wide |
[03:09.000] | and I haven' t heard enough of it |
[03:11.500] | I will not speak of the crash |
[03:15.000] | Cause if it is never spoken of |
[03:18.000] | Then history will never know it happened |
[03:23.000] | If it is never written about |
[03:26.000] | Then no one can ever read it |
[03:29.500] | If it is never talked about |
[03:32.000] | Then no one can ever hear it |
[03:35.500] | Then no one can ever hear it |
[03:38.500] | Then no one can ever hear it |
[03:47.500] | Do we know the truths of every broken step? |
[03:54.000] | Only if it' s told |
[03:56.000] | Forgotten when it' s old |
[03:59.000] | Undesired and cold |
[04:03.500] | There is no story to be told |
[04:13.000] | We' ll say |
[05:12.000] | We' ll say |
[05:14.000] | We' ll meet up in some hotel room |
[05:16.500] | Be it fancy or pay by the hour |
[05:19.000] | And we' ll comfort each other |
[05:21.000] | Like we used to in our time |
[05:24.500] | You' ll say it' ll be just like the old days |
[05:28.500] | But it won' t be the f cking old days |
[05:31.000] | No it won' t be the f cking old days |
[05:33.500] | Only now with our broken parts |
[05:37.500] | Our overused and torn up pieces |
[05:41.000] | Will it be better than before? |
[05:44.000] | Will it be better than before? |
[05:47.000] | Do we thank our practice with others |
[05:50.500] | Or will it be tarnished by exact thought? |
[05:54.500] | Will it be better than before? |
[05:57.000] | Will it be better than before? |
[06:00.500] | Will it be better than before? |
[00:00.000] | zuò cí : John Bradley Scott Scharinger |
[00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : John Bradley Scott Scharinger |
[00:13.000] | There is a chest |
[00:16.000] | Of skin, of drawers |
[00:17.500] | With pictures of waterspouts |
[00:21.000] | Coming out from the ocean and into the mainland |
[00:28.000] | Where you once lived |
[00:29.500] | Before |
[00:30.700] | When you were younger |
[00:33.000] | Before |
[00:34.500] | You learned how to hope, want, or wish |
[00:55.700] | Your step became unsteady once |
[01:01.700] | Even more |
[01:03.000] | Every time you would stand on shrapnel |
[01:10.000] | Under your feet |
[01:13.000] | There was a growth under your skin |
[01:17.000] | An addition of pride |
[01:19.500] | For your newfound wasteland |
[01:29.500] | But even worse |
[01:31.500] | The future you see |
[01:34.500] | The future you bring |
[01:37.000] | The future you are completely okay with |
[01:41.000] | I could wait up sick |
[01:43.000] | Waiting for a response |
[01:45.700] | I could wait up, waiting for anything |
[01:51.000] | And it' s something that you' re completely okay with |
[01:57.500] | You' ve been standing outside of my apartment |
[02:03.500] | With your mouth open wide |
[02:04.000] | and I haven' t heard enough of it |
[02:09.000] | You' ve been standing outside of my apartment |
[02:15.000] | With your mouth open wide |
[02:17.700] | and I haven' t heard enough of it |
[02:20.000] | Tell me, tell me, Miranda |
[02:23.500] | Where do you see yourself tomorrow? |
[02:26.500] | Do you worry each Wednesday |
[02:28.700] | When the week is almost over |
[02:33.000] | Where you will sleep |
[02:35.500] | Where you will sleep |
[02:38.000] | Your sanctuary is Missouri in May |
[02:41.000] | And I still insist on cutting my tongue off |
[02:48.000] | You' ve been standing outside of my apartment |
[02:53.500] | With your mouth open wide |
[02:56.000] | and I haven' t heard enough of it |
[03:00.000] | You' ve been standing outside of my apartment |
[03:06.000] | With your mouth open wide |
[03:09.000] | and I haven' t heard enough of it |
[03:11.500] | I will not speak of the crash |
[03:15.000] | Cause if it is never spoken of |
[03:18.000] | Then history will never know it happened |
[03:23.000] | If it is never written about |
[03:26.000] | Then no one can ever read it |
[03:29.500] | If it is never talked about |
[03:32.000] | Then no one can ever hear it |
[03:35.500] | Then no one can ever hear it |
[03:38.500] | Then no one can ever hear it |
[03:47.500] | Do we know the truths of every broken step? |
[03:54.000] | Only if it' s told |
[03:56.000] | Forgotten when it' s old |
[03:59.000] | Undesired and cold |
[04:03.500] | There is no story to be told |
[04:13.000] | We' ll say |
[05:12.000] | We' ll say |
[05:14.000] | We' ll meet up in some hotel room |
[05:16.500] | Be it fancy or pay by the hour |
[05:19.000] | And we' ll comfort each other |
[05:21.000] | Like we used to in our time |
[05:24.500] | You' ll say it' ll be just like the old days |
[05:28.500] | But it won' t be the f cking old days |
[05:31.000] | No it won' t be the f cking old days |
[05:33.500] | Only now with our broken parts |
[05:37.500] | Our overused and torn up pieces |
[05:41.000] | Will it be better than before? |
[05:44.000] | Will it be better than before? |
[05:47.000] | Do we thank our practice with others |
[05:50.500] | Or will it be tarnished by exact thought? |
[05:54.500] | Will it be better than before? |
[05:57.000] | Will it be better than before? |
[06:00.500] | Will it be better than before? |