Lowground 歌词
| 歌曲 | Lowground |
| 歌手 | Solas |
| 专辑 | Waiting For An Echo |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Neill | |
| Hit the asphalt hard, gone burning down | |
| Spit and broken teeth, blood on the ground | |
| Raw are the hours, blackened out is the sun | |
| My lover is gone, my lover is gone | |
| Live in the lowground, lay in the low ground | |
| Make your way through the lowground, lonesome | |
| Live in the lowground, lay in the lowground | |
| Make your way through the lowground, lonesome | |
| Still black sorrow and bitter fermented | |
| The puddle of the poet's tears, forgot the more they meant it | |
| The cry of a whip, the crack of a gun | |
| I'll never love another one, never love another one | |
| Live in the lowground, lay in the low ground | |
| Make your way through the lowground, lonesome | |
| Live in the lowground, lay in the lowground | |
| Make your way through the lowground, lonesome | |
| There's a place I know, I've been there before | |
| Where the river cuts deep through the canyon | |
| In the wilderness I will clear my soul | |
| Up to the silence, to the thunder that rolls | |
| And the rain, it will drench me and cut to my bones | |
| And I'll leave clean and I'll leave whole | |
| And I'll set out again to find my home | |
| Glass furnace hard, and a stupor of loss | |
| Squall of surrender and paying the cost | |
| For a blindness for blindness, too late now I see | |
| Love, I come back to me, I come back to me | |
| Live in the lowground, lay in the low ground | |
| Make your way through the lowground, lonesome | |
| Live in the lowground, lay in the lowground | |
| Make your way through the lowground, lonesome | |
| Lonesome... |
| zuo ci : Neill | |
| Hit the asphalt hard, gone burning down | |
| Spit and broken teeth, blood on the ground | |
| Raw are the hours, blackened out is the sun | |
| My lover is gone, my lover is gone | |
| Live in the lowground, lay in the low ground | |
| Make your way through the lowground, lonesome | |
| Live in the lowground, lay in the lowground | |
| Make your way through the lowground, lonesome | |
| Still black sorrow and bitter fermented | |
| The puddle of the poet' s tears, forgot the more they meant it | |
| The cry of a whip, the crack of a gun | |
| I' ll never love another one, never love another one | |
| Live in the lowground, lay in the low ground | |
| Make your way through the lowground, lonesome | |
| Live in the lowground, lay in the lowground | |
| Make your way through the lowground, lonesome | |
| There' s a place I know, I' ve been there before | |
| Where the river cuts deep through the canyon | |
| In the wilderness I will clear my soul | |
| Up to the silence, to the thunder that rolls | |
| And the rain, it will drench me and cut to my bones | |
| And I' ll leave clean and I' ll leave whole | |
| And I' ll set out again to find my home | |
| Glass furnace hard, and a stupor of loss | |
| Squall of surrender and paying the cost | |
| For a blindness for blindness, too late now I see | |
| Love, I come back to me, I come back to me | |
| Live in the lowground, lay in the low ground | |
| Make your way through the lowground, lonesome | |
| Live in the lowground, lay in the lowground | |
| Make your way through the lowground, lonesome | |
| Lonesome... |
| zuò cí : Neill | |
| Hit the asphalt hard, gone burning down | |
| Spit and broken teeth, blood on the ground | |
| Raw are the hours, blackened out is the sun | |
| My lover is gone, my lover is gone | |
| Live in the lowground, lay in the low ground | |
| Make your way through the lowground, lonesome | |
| Live in the lowground, lay in the lowground | |
| Make your way through the lowground, lonesome | |
| Still black sorrow and bitter fermented | |
| The puddle of the poet' s tears, forgot the more they meant it | |
| The cry of a whip, the crack of a gun | |
| I' ll never love another one, never love another one | |
| Live in the lowground, lay in the low ground | |
| Make your way through the lowground, lonesome | |
| Live in the lowground, lay in the lowground | |
| Make your way through the lowground, lonesome | |
| There' s a place I know, I' ve been there before | |
| Where the river cuts deep through the canyon | |
| In the wilderness I will clear my soul | |
| Up to the silence, to the thunder that rolls | |
| And the rain, it will drench me and cut to my bones | |
| And I' ll leave clean and I' ll leave whole | |
| And I' ll set out again to find my home | |
| Glass furnace hard, and a stupor of loss | |
| Squall of surrender and paying the cost | |
| For a blindness for blindness, too late now I see | |
| Love, I come back to me, I come back to me | |
| Live in the lowground, lay in the low ground | |
| Make your way through the lowground, lonesome | |
| Live in the lowground, lay in the lowground | |
| Make your way through the lowground, lonesome | |
| Lonesome... |
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