歌曲 | Party In The Hills |
歌手 | Strung Out |
专辑 | Blackhawks Over Los Angeles |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Cruz, Strung Out | |
Slow down | |
These chemicals won't take you anywhere | |
So let the smoke go down and fill the room | |
As you look at me for something else to blame | |
Breathe in deep as the poison fills your lungs | |
It's nights like these that make mornings a hope will never come | |
So hold your breath and follow me | |
Clockwork devices are all we'll ever be | |
So you do your dance obliterating everything you see | |
And I do my best to waste it all away | |
This machine replicates and hums along | |
The medication rages but the high is all the same | |
Just a walking catastrophe now | |
Crashing into you | |
So it all goes up flames erasing what will never be | |
And we'll do it all again tomorrow | |
So it goes and now it's gone | |
The life we choose is how we'll fall | |
The way we destroy is the art of it all | |
This portrait illustrates what you made me out to be | |
These colors never run, they only fade in time | |
I've turned to see your reaction | |
And what I thought it would be | |
From somewhere in the distance | |
I hear the sirens scream | |
Dancer, I remember the night you set this place on fire | |
With you out there in the middle of the room | |
Sitting pretty but you know you have | |
No defense, you have no defense | |
As we both go down in flames | |
You hold your breath and wonder why | |
No defense, you have no defense | |
Then you do your dance obliterating everything in sight | |
So it goes and now it's gone | |
The life we choose is how we'll fall | |
The way we destroy is the art of it all | |
This portrait illustrates what you made me out to be | |
These colors never run, they only fade in time |
zuo qu : Cruz, Strung Out | |
Slow down | |
These chemicals won' t take you anywhere | |
So let the smoke go down and fill the room | |
As you look at me for something else to blame | |
Breathe in deep as the poison fills your lungs | |
It' s nights like these that make mornings a hope will never come | |
So hold your breath and follow me | |
Clockwork devices are all we' ll ever be | |
So you do your dance obliterating everything you see | |
And I do my best to waste it all away | |
This machine replicates and hums along | |
The medication rages but the high is all the same | |
Just a walking catastrophe now | |
Crashing into you | |
So it all goes up flames erasing what will never be | |
And we' ll do it all again tomorrow | |
So it goes and now it' s gone | |
The life we choose is how we' ll fall | |
The way we destroy is the art of it all | |
This portrait illustrates what you made me out to be | |
These colors never run, they only fade in time | |
I' ve turned to see your reaction | |
And what I thought it would be | |
From somewhere in the distance | |
I hear the sirens scream | |
Dancer, I remember the night you set this place on fire | |
With you out there in the middle of the room | |
Sitting pretty but you know you have | |
No defense, you have no defense | |
As we both go down in flames | |
You hold your breath and wonder why | |
No defense, you have no defense | |
Then you do your dance obliterating everything in sight | |
So it goes and now it' s gone | |
The life we choose is how we' ll fall | |
The way we destroy is the art of it all | |
This portrait illustrates what you made me out to be | |
These colors never run, they only fade in time |
zuò qǔ : Cruz, Strung Out | |
Slow down | |
These chemicals won' t take you anywhere | |
So let the smoke go down and fill the room | |
As you look at me for something else to blame | |
Breathe in deep as the poison fills your lungs | |
It' s nights like these that make mornings a hope will never come | |
So hold your breath and follow me | |
Clockwork devices are all we' ll ever be | |
So you do your dance obliterating everything you see | |
And I do my best to waste it all away | |
This machine replicates and hums along | |
The medication rages but the high is all the same | |
Just a walking catastrophe now | |
Crashing into you | |
So it all goes up flames erasing what will never be | |
And we' ll do it all again tomorrow | |
So it goes and now it' s gone | |
The life we choose is how we' ll fall | |
The way we destroy is the art of it all | |
This portrait illustrates what you made me out to be | |
These colors never run, they only fade in time | |
I' ve turned to see your reaction | |
And what I thought it would be | |
From somewhere in the distance | |
I hear the sirens scream | |
Dancer, I remember the night you set this place on fire | |
With you out there in the middle of the room | |
Sitting pretty but you know you have | |
No defense, you have no defense | |
As we both go down in flames | |
You hold your breath and wonder why | |
No defense, you have no defense | |
Then you do your dance obliterating everything in sight | |
So it goes and now it' s gone | |
The life we choose is how we' ll fall | |
The way we destroy is the art of it all | |
This portrait illustrates what you made me out to be | |
These colors never run, they only fade in time |