歌曲 | East 3rd St. |
歌手 | Quicksand |
专辑 | Manic Compression |
作词 : Quicksand | |
I was so sincere. | |
I see more clearly now. | |
I, trust new friends just like, | |
I can throw them. | |
Fading traces of a, future leader. | |
A summer squatting, | |
I know I won't see them round next year. | |
And this is all over my head. | |
And this is all over my head. | |
Rain, it's rain again, rain, | |
down on my parade. | |
I'm wrong, you're right. | |
It's not what you would do. | |
Rain. | |
Walk one mile in these shoes. | |
In these careless days, | |
you know who your friends are. | |
A saving grace. | |
A time to remember, | |
what you've taken, | |
and who you took from. | |
There's no, mistaking, | |
what you give is what you get. | |
And this is all over my head. | |
And this is all over my head. | |
Rain, it's rain again, rain, | |
down on my parade. | |
I'm wrong, you're right. | |
It's not what you would do. | |
Rain. | |
Walk one mile in these shoes. | |
Change of Red Guard, every summer. | |
They are handing, the park over. | |
An ideal, idealistic. | |
It's not real, | |
it's, just a trick. | |
Rain. | |
Play a judge. | |
All you want to. | |
It makes no difference to me. | |
It's raining again. | |
It's raining again. | |
It's raining again. |
zuò cí : Quicksand | |
I was so sincere. | |
I see more clearly now. | |
I, trust new friends just like, | |
I can throw them. | |
Fading traces of a, future leader. | |
A summer squatting, | |
I know I won' t see them round next year. | |
And this is all over my head. | |
And this is all over my head. | |
Rain, it' s rain again, rain, | |
down on my parade. | |
I' m wrong, you' re right. | |
It' s not what you would do. | |
Rain. | |
Walk one mile in these shoes. | |
In these careless days, | |
you know who your friends are. | |
A saving grace. | |
A time to remember, | |
what you' ve taken, | |
and who you took from. | |
There' s no, mistaking, | |
what you give is what you get. | |
And this is all over my head. | |
And this is all over my head. | |
Rain, it' s rain again, rain, | |
down on my parade. | |
I' m wrong, you' re right. | |
It' s not what you would do. | |
Rain. | |
Walk one mile in these shoes. | |
Change of Red Guard, every summer. | |
They are handing, the park over. | |
An ideal, idealistic. | |
It' s not real, | |
it' s, just a trick. | |
Rain. | |
Play a judge. | |
All you want to. | |
It makes no difference to me. | |
It' s raining again. | |
It' s raining again. | |
It' s raining again. |