Exhale 歌词
| 歌曲 | Exhale |
| 歌手 | Spit Syndicate |
| 专辑 | Exile |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| Verse 1 | |
| I was exiled on main street, | |
| Whistling the same sweet blues, | |
| Wondering if anyone else here, | |
| But it was just me and my cigarette, | |
| Watching it pirouette, it's death dance with my healthcare | |
| The very same scene begun, | |
| With the front of the 7:18, had me dreaming of elsewhere, | |
| Writing love letters to a far away home, eyes closed | |
| With the felt air, getting myself square, | |
| The train arrives, and I look up in the sky, | |
| At a plane going by and picture myself there, | |
| I wonder if I've got it in me to run, | |
| With no goodbyes on the tip of my tongue, | |
| Just a flight of deliverance, | |
| Visit the height of mankind's might, | |
| But it still feels like we living' as visitors, | |
| Impolite and in spite of all that it's given us, | |
| From the high-rise in the skies to the littlest of villages, | |
| The doors slide open, and the carriage is empty, | |
| But for some strange reason it hasn't upset me, | |
| I haven't even noticed, no car motors, | |
| Is there no shift workers, is there no swing voters, | |
| My ride crept by an empty intersection, | |
| As if the whole city had slept in, | |
| Hand on my heart, money on my mind, | |
| Trying to part ways with the devil before 9 o'clock strikes, | |
| A couple stops shy, I smiled at a satellite, | |
| In this paradise of dice rolls and flashing lights, | |
| Feel the fangs of the modern day parasite, | |
| Rob you of your appetite and slang it right back to you, | |
| End of the line, just in time, | |
| Desensitised minds, still looking for signs, | |
| All things are wings my the escape plan, | |
| Exhale and step into the wasteland.. | |
| Hook | |
| I can't breathe (dream) in this place that I call my home, | |
| No I can't breathe, | |
| I can't see no end, there's no end in sight, Think it might be time to take flight, I gotta break free, | |
| And exhale in exile, | |
| Get away exhale in exile, | |
| Get away, exhale in exile, | |
| Get away, exhale in exile. | |
| Verse 2 – Jimmy | |
| Walked out of the saloon at high noon, the moon shined luminous, | |
| 2 of us took a fifty and blew it in the sky like, ahh, | |
| The sweet scent of the other side of the fence, despite my attempts to catch it, it flew by, | |
| In a wave of where you been's, get ready for work's, | |
| We don't talk anymore, what happened to you and I's man, | |
| Whatever happened to the times when the only thing hanging above my head was blue sky, | |
| Scene 1, see me and my counterparts are bottle passing, half an hour or something' out of my city when, | |
| Uh hmm, ticket men are issuing a fine to the 5 of us like 'pleasure to meet you', scene 2, | |
| Nick and me on a return trip to Asia it feel like we been gone for aeons, | |
| 14 days of "what the **** day is it" toast to post-drama, infinity and beyond, | |
| Little did we all know, that free falling into exile ain't enough to overthrow karma, | |
| My job's been let off, my girl's saying "the **** you think you get off", | |
| N toy's talking as if they put me on, nah, | |
| Holding' my head feeling heavy as heaven 747's cruise smoothly on past, I'm like, | |
| Somebody's telling me something, look up and they're gone…. | |
| Hook | |
| I can't breathe in this place that I call my home, | |
| No I can't breathe, | |
| I can't see no end, there's no end in sight, Think it might be time to take flight, I gotta break free, | |
| And exhale in exile, | |
| Get away exhale in exile, | |
| Get away, exhale in exile, | |
| Get away, exhale in exile.. | |
| I can't breathe in this place that I call my own, | |
| No I can't breathe, | |
| And I think I need something else to get me through this seven day break loop, Gotta break free, break free, | |
| And get away, exhale in exile, | |
| Get away exhale in exile, | |
| Get away, exhale in exile, | |
| Get away, exhale in exile. | |
| Bridge | |
| One day, I'ma get a ticket, | |
| Don't care where I'm heading as long as it's one way, | |
| Exhale in exile, | |
| Many miles away from the claws of mundane, | |
| One day, I'ma get you a ticket, | |
| Don't care where we heading as long as it's one way, | |
| In exile, we exhale, | |
| The clarity of mind you find in the untamed. |
| Verse 1 | |
| I was exiled on main street, | |
| Whistling the same sweet blues, | |
| Wondering if anyone else here, | |
| But it was just me and my cigarette, | |
| Watching it pirouette, it' s death dance with my healthcare | |
| The very same scene begun, | |
| With the front of the 7: 18, had me dreaming of elsewhere, | |
| Writing love letters to a far away home, eyes closed | |
| With the felt air, getting myself square, | |
| The train arrives, and I look up in the sky, | |
| At a plane going by and picture myself there, | |
| I wonder if I' ve got it in me to run, | |
| With no goodbyes on the tip of my tongue, | |
| Just a flight of deliverance, | |
| Visit the height of mankind' s might, | |
| But it still feels like we living' as visitors, | |
| Impolite and in spite of all that it' s given us, | |
| From the highrise in the skies to the littlest of villages, | |
| The doors slide open, and the carriage is empty, | |
| But for some strange reason it hasn' t upset me, | |
| I haven' t even noticed, no car motors, | |
| Is there no shift workers, is there no swing voters, | |
| My ride crept by an empty intersection, | |
| As if the whole city had slept in, | |
| Hand on my heart, money on my mind, | |
| Trying to part ways with the devil before 9 o' clock strikes, | |
| A couple stops shy, I smiled at a satellite, | |
| In this paradise of dice rolls and flashing lights, | |
| Feel the fangs of the modern day parasite, | |
| Rob you of your appetite and slang it right back to you, | |
| End of the line, just in time, | |
| Desensitised minds, still looking for signs, | |
| All things are wings my the escape plan, | |
| Exhale and step into the wasteland.. | |
| Hook | |
| I can' t breathe dream in this place that I call my home, | |
| No I can' t breathe, | |
| I can' t see no end, there' s no end in sight, Think it might be time to take flight, I gotta break free, | |
| And exhale in exile, | |
| Get away exhale in exile, | |
| Get away, exhale in exile, | |
| Get away, exhale in exile. | |
| Verse 2 Jimmy | |
| Walked out of the saloon at high noon, the moon shined luminous, | |
| 2 of us took a fifty and blew it in the sky like, ahh, | |
| The sweet scent of the other side of the fence, despite my attempts to catch it, it flew by, | |
| In a wave of where you been' s, get ready for work' s, | |
| We don' t talk anymore, what happened to you and I' s man, | |
| Whatever happened to the times when the only thing hanging above my head was blue sky, | |
| Scene 1, see me and my counterparts are bottle passing, half an hour or something' out of my city when, | |
| Uh hmm, ticket men are issuing a fine to the 5 of us like ' pleasure to meet you', scene 2, | |
| Nick and me on a return trip to Asia it feel like we been gone for aeons, | |
| 14 days of " what the day is it" toast to postdrama, infinity and beyond, | |
| Little did we all know, that free falling into exile ain' t enough to overthrow karma, | |
| My job' s been let off, my girl' s saying " the you think you get off", | |
| N toy' s talking as if they put me on, nah, | |
| Holding' my head feeling heavy as heaven 747' s cruise smoothly on past, I' m like, | |
| Somebody' s telling me something, look up and they' re gone. | |
| Hook | |
| I can' t breathe in this place that I call my home, | |
| No I can' t breathe, | |
| I can' t see no end, there' s no end in sight, Think it might be time to take flight, I gotta break free, | |
| And exhale in exile, | |
| Get away exhale in exile, | |
| Get away, exhale in exile, | |
| Get away, exhale in exile.. | |
| I can' t breathe in this place that I call my own, | |
| No I can' t breathe, | |
| And I think I need something else to get me through this seven day break loop, Gotta break free, break free, | |
| And get away, exhale in exile, | |
| Get away exhale in exile, | |
| Get away, exhale in exile, | |
| Get away, exhale in exile. | |
| Bridge | |
| One day, I' ma get a ticket, | |
| Don' t care where I' m heading as long as it' s one way, | |
| Exhale in exile, | |
| Many miles away from the claws of mundane, | |
| One day, I' ma get you a ticket, | |
| Don' t care where we heading as long as it' s one way, | |
| In exile, we exhale, | |
| The clarity of mind you find in the untamed. |
| Verse 1 | |
| I was exiled on main street, | |
| Whistling the same sweet blues, | |
| Wondering if anyone else here, | |
| But it was just me and my cigarette, | |
| Watching it pirouette, it' s death dance with my healthcare | |
| The very same scene begun, | |
| With the front of the 7: 18, had me dreaming of elsewhere, | |
| Writing love letters to a far away home, eyes closed | |
| With the felt air, getting myself square, | |
| The train arrives, and I look up in the sky, | |
| At a plane going by and picture myself there, | |
| I wonder if I' ve got it in me to run, | |
| With no goodbyes on the tip of my tongue, | |
| Just a flight of deliverance, | |
| Visit the height of mankind' s might, | |
| But it still feels like we living' as visitors, | |
| Impolite and in spite of all that it' s given us, | |
| From the highrise in the skies to the littlest of villages, | |
| The doors slide open, and the carriage is empty, | |
| But for some strange reason it hasn' t upset me, | |
| I haven' t even noticed, no car motors, | |
| Is there no shift workers, is there no swing voters, | |
| My ride crept by an empty intersection, | |
| As if the whole city had slept in, | |
| Hand on my heart, money on my mind, | |
| Trying to part ways with the devil before 9 o' clock strikes, | |
| A couple stops shy, I smiled at a satellite, | |
| In this paradise of dice rolls and flashing lights, | |
| Feel the fangs of the modern day parasite, | |
| Rob you of your appetite and slang it right back to you, | |
| End of the line, just in time, | |
| Desensitised minds, still looking for signs, | |
| All things are wings my the escape plan, | |
| Exhale and step into the wasteland.. | |
| Hook | |
| I can' t breathe dream in this place that I call my home, | |
| No I can' t breathe, | |
| I can' t see no end, there' s no end in sight, Think it might be time to take flight, I gotta break free, | |
| And exhale in exile, | |
| Get away exhale in exile, | |
| Get away, exhale in exile, | |
| Get away, exhale in exile. | |
| Verse 2 Jimmy | |
| Walked out of the saloon at high noon, the moon shined luminous, | |
| 2 of us took a fifty and blew it in the sky like, ahh, | |
| The sweet scent of the other side of the fence, despite my attempts to catch it, it flew by, | |
| In a wave of where you been' s, get ready for work' s, | |
| We don' t talk anymore, what happened to you and I' s man, | |
| Whatever happened to the times when the only thing hanging above my head was blue sky, | |
| Scene 1, see me and my counterparts are bottle passing, half an hour or something' out of my city when, | |
| Uh hmm, ticket men are issuing a fine to the 5 of us like ' pleasure to meet you', scene 2, | |
| Nick and me on a return trip to Asia it feel like we been gone for aeons, | |
| 14 days of " what the day is it" toast to postdrama, infinity and beyond, | |
| Little did we all know, that free falling into exile ain' t enough to overthrow karma, | |
| My job' s been let off, my girl' s saying " the you think you get off", | |
| N toy' s talking as if they put me on, nah, | |
| Holding' my head feeling heavy as heaven 747' s cruise smoothly on past, I' m like, | |
| Somebody' s telling me something, look up and they' re gone. | |
| Hook | |
| I can' t breathe in this place that I call my home, | |
| No I can' t breathe, | |
| I can' t see no end, there' s no end in sight, Think it might be time to take flight, I gotta break free, | |
| And exhale in exile, | |
| Get away exhale in exile, | |
| Get away, exhale in exile, | |
| Get away, exhale in exile.. | |
| I can' t breathe in this place that I call my own, | |
| No I can' t breathe, | |
| And I think I need something else to get me through this seven day break loop, Gotta break free, break free, | |
| And get away, exhale in exile, | |
| Get away exhale in exile, | |
| Get away, exhale in exile, | |
| Get away, exhale in exile. | |
| Bridge | |
| One day, I' ma get a ticket, | |
| Don' t care where I' m heading as long as it' s one way, | |
| Exhale in exile, | |
| Many miles away from the claws of mundane, | |
| One day, I' ma get you a ticket, | |
| Don' t care where we heading as long as it' s one way, | |
| In exile, we exhale, | |
| The clarity of mind you find in the untamed. |
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