End Of Henley 歌词

	作词 : Barlow, Folk Implosion ...
	Beautywood, Henley could
	The dream was everywhere he looked
	Saw a machine in the perfect girl
	A factory of static in her eye
	Light a fire, on the phone
	Talk all night about the way to control
	All the pain of the fame
	You don't own
	And the world we hold
	Are you rich enough, are you still in love
	Did it fade away or stand
	(do what you will)
	Did you open up, self destruct
	Feel it leave your hands
	(do you want mine, are you holding on)
	Choose your crutch, lose your touch
	Hold me to break or divide
	I'm the poet understood
	Who knew he would be
	An eagle on a laminated sky
	With your faith betrayed, bring it home
	Through the hall of the fame
	I know you're good, I sing your song
	I need to know you feel it (don)
	You stole the soul we're taking it back
	With a rifle

	zuo ci : Barlow, Folk Implosion ...
	Beautywood, Henley could
	The dream was everywhere he looked
	Saw a machine in the perfect girl
	A factory of static in her eye
	Light a fire, on the phone
	Talk all night about the way to control
	All the pain of the fame
	You don' t own
	And the world we hold
	Are you rich enough, are you still in love
	Did it fade away or stand
	do what you will
	Did you open up, self destruct
	Feel it leave your hands
	do you want mine, are you holding on
	Choose your crutch, lose your touch
	Hold me to break or divide
	I' m the poet understood
	Who knew he would be
	An eagle on a laminated sky
	With your faith betrayed, bring it home
	Through the hall of the fame
	I know you' re good, I sing your song
	I need to know you feel it don
	You stole the soul we' re taking it back
	With a rifle

	zuò cí : Barlow, Folk Implosion ...
	Beautywood, Henley could
	The dream was everywhere he looked
	Saw a machine in the perfect girl
	A factory of static in her eye
	Light a fire, on the phone
	Talk all night about the way to control
	All the pain of the fame
	You don' t own
	And the world we hold
	Are you rich enough, are you still in love
	Did it fade away or stand
	do what you will
	Did you open up, self destruct
	Feel it leave your hands
	do you want mine, are you holding on
	Choose your crutch, lose your touch
	Hold me to break or divide
	I' m the poet understood
	Who knew he would be
	An eagle on a laminated sky
	With your faith betrayed, bring it home
	Through the hall of the fame
	I know you' re good, I sing your song
	I need to know you feel it don
	You stole the soul we' re taking it back
	With a rifle

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