歌曲 | Amused |
歌手 | The Grapes of Wrath |
专辑 | Treehouse |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hooper, Kane | |
A girl her name was Hill | |
a deathroll mystery | |
she had no friends they say | |
they all tired of (play) | |
At first they were amused | |
she played it such a fool | |
but soon it tired thin | |
her friends they saw right through | |
At first she acted higher | |
a good friend's hard to find | |
but then she was a lier | |
crumble in the hind | |
So then she was alone | |
and not a soul to lie | |
she started up a hill | |
and thought that she could fly | |
At first she acted higher | |
a good friend's hard to find | |
but then she was a lier | |
crumble in the hind | |
If she starts to think | |
I wonder why I am | |
she smacks her hands in her head | |
and story's told again | |
And if she starts to think | |
I wonder why I am | |
she smacks her hands in her head | |
and story's told again | |
Now she wonders why | |
floating in the sky | |
watching all her friends | |
laugh until they cry | |
At first she acter higher | |
a good friend's hard to find | |
but then she was a lier | |
crumble in the hind | |
If she starts to think | |
I wonder why I am | |
she smacks her hands in head | |
and story's told again | |
And if she starts to think | |
I wonder why I am | |
she smacks her hands in head | |
and story's told again |
zuo ci : Hooper, Kane | |
A girl her name was Hill | |
a deathroll mystery | |
she had no friends they say | |
they all tired of play | |
At first they were amused | |
she played it such a fool | |
but soon it tired thin | |
her friends they saw right through | |
At first she acted higher | |
a good friend' s hard to find | |
but then she was a lier | |
crumble in the hind | |
So then she was alone | |
and not a soul to lie | |
she started up a hill | |
and thought that she could fly | |
At first she acted higher | |
a good friend' s hard to find | |
but then she was a lier | |
crumble in the hind | |
If she starts to think | |
I wonder why I am | |
she smacks her hands in her head | |
and story' s told again | |
And if she starts to think | |
I wonder why I am | |
she smacks her hands in her head | |
and story' s told again | |
Now she wonders why | |
floating in the sky | |
watching all her friends | |
laugh until they cry | |
At first she acter higher | |
a good friend' s hard to find | |
but then she was a lier | |
crumble in the hind | |
If she starts to think | |
I wonder why I am | |
she smacks her hands in head | |
and story' s told again | |
And if she starts to think | |
I wonder why I am | |
she smacks her hands in head | |
and story' s told again |
zuò cí : Hooper, Kane | |
A girl her name was Hill | |
a deathroll mystery | |
she had no friends they say | |
they all tired of play | |
At first they were amused | |
she played it such a fool | |
but soon it tired thin | |
her friends they saw right through | |
At first she acted higher | |
a good friend' s hard to find | |
but then she was a lier | |
crumble in the hind | |
So then she was alone | |
and not a soul to lie | |
she started up a hill | |
and thought that she could fly | |
At first she acted higher | |
a good friend' s hard to find | |
but then she was a lier | |
crumble in the hind | |
If she starts to think | |
I wonder why I am | |
she smacks her hands in her head | |
and story' s told again | |
And if she starts to think | |
I wonder why I am | |
she smacks her hands in her head | |
and story' s told again | |
Now she wonders why | |
floating in the sky | |
watching all her friends | |
laugh until they cry | |
At first she acter higher | |
a good friend' s hard to find | |
but then she was a lier | |
crumble in the hind | |
If she starts to think | |
I wonder why I am | |
she smacks her hands in head | |
and story' s told again | |
And if she starts to think | |
I wonder why I am | |
she smacks her hands in head | |
and story' s told again |