作曲 : Sparta | |
So don't forget | |
In these times try to remember | |
The time will come | |
To use your voice and push your views | |
So don't forget | |
Sometime between now and never | |
The time will come | |
You bite your tongue, they'll bury you | |
And it seems far enough away | |
It's a calling card, your expiration date | |
When that day comes | |
Be ready To remember what happened | |
And have the pride to back down | |
Let's not repeat and everyone can move on | |
But don't forget | |
Get ready | |
To remember what happened | |
And have the pride to back down | |
Scars are for a reason | |
Remind us of what happened | |
Stay away from harm | |
Be ready We're tired of fiction | |
And occupied stations | |
Your motives look like | |
A portrait wealthy, | |
Burning Wells | |
Get ready | |
We're tired of fiction | |
And occupied stations | |
So don't forget | |
The time will come | |
And I'm not sure | |
What you'll be like | |
What will eyes say when | |
I see them | |
Wonder what you'll grow up to see | |
If we have torn the map to pieces, you'll find your way home | |
Cause home is where you believe |
zuo qu : Sparta | |
So don' t forget | |
In these times try to remember | |
The time will come | |
To use your voice and push your views | |
So don' t forget | |
Sometime between now and never | |
The time will come | |
You bite your tongue, they' ll bury you | |
And it seems far enough away | |
It' s a calling card, your expiration date | |
When that day comes | |
Be ready To remember what happened | |
And have the pride to back down | |
Let' s not repeat and everyone can move on | |
But don' t forget | |
Get ready | |
To remember what happened | |
And have the pride to back down | |
Scars are for a reason | |
Remind us of what happened | |
Stay away from harm | |
Be ready We' re tired of fiction | |
And occupied stations | |
Your motives look like | |
A portrait wealthy, | |
Burning Wells | |
Get ready | |
We' re tired of fiction | |
And occupied stations | |
So don' t forget | |
The time will come | |
And I' m not sure | |
What you' ll be like | |
What will eyes say when | |
I see them | |
Wonder what you' ll grow up to see | |
If we have torn the map to pieces, you' ll find your way home | |
Cause home is where you believe |
zuò qǔ : Sparta | |
So don' t forget | |
In these times try to remember | |
The time will come | |
To use your voice and push your views | |
So don' t forget | |
Sometime between now and never | |
The time will come | |
You bite your tongue, they' ll bury you | |
And it seems far enough away | |
It' s a calling card, your expiration date | |
When that day comes | |
Be ready To remember what happened | |
And have the pride to back down | |
Let' s not repeat and everyone can move on | |
But don' t forget | |
Get ready | |
To remember what happened | |
And have the pride to back down | |
Scars are for a reason | |
Remind us of what happened | |
Stay away from harm | |
Be ready We' re tired of fiction | |
And occupied stations | |
Your motives look like | |
A portrait wealthy, | |
Burning Wells | |
Get ready | |
We' re tired of fiction | |
And occupied stations | |
So don' t forget | |
The time will come | |
And I' m not sure | |
What you' ll be like | |
What will eyes say when | |
I see them | |
Wonder what you' ll grow up to see | |
If we have torn the map to pieces, you' ll find your way home | |
Cause home is where you believe |