| 歌曲 | Not Alright By Me |
| 歌手 | Vintage Trouble |
| 专辑 | The Bomb Shelter Sessions |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| Something hit me deep | |
| On my sunset walk through the streets | |
| I could see and hear | |
| But I couldn’t feel or breathe | |
| From tuning out this static world | |
| I’ve lost the sense of peace | |
| And that’s not alright by me | |
| The LA Times and Channel 5 | |
| And New York Magazine | |
| They stain my soul | |
| And I know you know what I mean | |
| They tear apart the hopeful heart | |
| Til it doesn’t bleed or dream | |
| And that’s not alright by me | |
| Pull on the rope that lifts the sun back to the sky | |
| Hold a hand. Cry on a shoulder. | |
| Whistle in the wind and open up your eyes. | |
| And feel again. | |
| Feel again. | |
| Where the roads cross | |
| And time stands still | |
| I’m frozen in my tracks | |
| Against my will | |
| The streetlight is dimming | |
| And it won’t shine again until | |
| I say “It’s not alright by me” | |
| Not alright by me | |
| Not alright by me | |
| Not alright by me | |
| Not alright by me |
| Something hit me deep | |
| On my sunset walk through the streets | |
| I could see and hear | |
| But I couldn' t feel or breathe | |
| From tuning out this static world | |
| I' ve lost the sense of peace | |
| And that' s not alright by me | |
| The LA Times and Channel 5 | |
| And New York Magazine | |
| They stain my soul | |
| And I know you know what I mean | |
| They tear apart the hopeful heart | |
| Til it doesn' t bleed or dream | |
| And that' s not alright by me | |
| Pull on the rope that lifts the sun back to the sky | |
| Hold a hand. Cry on a shoulder. | |
| Whistle in the wind and open up your eyes. | |
| And feel again. | |
| Feel again. | |
| Where the roads cross | |
| And time stands still | |
| I' m frozen in my tracks | |
| Against my will | |
| The streetlight is dimming | |
| And it won' t shine again until | |
| I say " It' s not alright by me" | |
| Not alright by me | |
| Not alright by me | |
| Not alright by me | |
| Not alright by me |
| Something hit me deep | |
| On my sunset walk through the streets | |
| I could see and hear | |
| But I couldn' t feel or breathe | |
| From tuning out this static world | |
| I' ve lost the sense of peace | |
| And that' s not alright by me | |
| The LA Times and Channel 5 | |
| And New York Magazine | |
| They stain my soul | |
| And I know you know what I mean | |
| They tear apart the hopeful heart | |
| Til it doesn' t bleed or dream | |
| And that' s not alright by me | |
| Pull on the rope that lifts the sun back to the sky | |
| Hold a hand. Cry on a shoulder. | |
| Whistle in the wind and open up your eyes. | |
| And feel again. | |
| Feel again. | |
| Where the roads cross | |
| And time stands still | |
| I' m frozen in my tracks | |
| Against my will | |
| The streetlight is dimming | |
| And it won' t shine again until | |
| I say " It' s not alright by me" | |
| Not alright by me | |
| Not alright by me | |
| Not alright by me | |
| Not alright by me |