歌曲 | The Smoking Gun |
歌手 | The New Amsterdams |
专辑 | Worse For The Wear |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Pryor | |
An empty house will leave you fatherless. | |
The cycle is coming around like my mother did, but it's in her blood. | |
Oh, my brother. | |
You've gotten over it, gotten older yet. | |
But it's only what our hearts will power. | |
I think I might have found the smoking gun. | |
My thoughts trail off for hours. | |
I think the time has come to be the one. | |
An empty house will leave you fatherless. | |
The cycle is coming around like my mother did but it's in her blood. | |
For the love of another, if the habit fits then you must admit. | |
It's only what our hearts will power. | |
I think I might have found the smoking gun. | |
My thoughts trail off for hours. | |
Maybe the time has come to be the one. |
zuo qu : Pryor | |
An empty house will leave you fatherless. | |
The cycle is coming around like my mother did, but it' s in her blood. | |
Oh, my brother. | |
You' ve gotten over it, gotten older yet. | |
But it' s only what our hearts will power. | |
I think I might have found the smoking gun. | |
My thoughts trail off for hours. | |
I think the time has come to be the one. | |
An empty house will leave you fatherless. | |
The cycle is coming around like my mother did but it' s in her blood. | |
For the love of another, if the habit fits then you must admit. | |
It' s only what our hearts will power. | |
I think I might have found the smoking gun. | |
My thoughts trail off for hours. | |
Maybe the time has come to be the one. |
zuò qǔ : Pryor | |
An empty house will leave you fatherless. | |
The cycle is coming around like my mother did, but it' s in her blood. | |
Oh, my brother. | |
You' ve gotten over it, gotten older yet. | |
But it' s only what our hearts will power. | |
I think I might have found the smoking gun. | |
My thoughts trail off for hours. | |
I think the time has come to be the one. | |
An empty house will leave you fatherless. | |
The cycle is coming around like my mother did but it' s in her blood. | |
For the love of another, if the habit fits then you must admit. | |
It' s only what our hearts will power. | |
I think I might have found the smoking gun. | |
My thoughts trail off for hours. | |
Maybe the time has come to be the one. |