歌曲 | 2wice |
歌手 | Mission of Burma |
专辑 | The Obliterati |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Conley | |
Take a look inside | |
What did you think you'd find | |
F-ed up on coke and cigarettes | |
With all that passes here for lies | |
Jet planes that fall out of black skies | |
and vanish without trace | |
You've got me dead to rights | |
I'm a liar | |
You go, I'll follow | |
You hide, I'll find you out | |
You dare find your way | |
You've got me dead to rights | |
I'm a liar | |
It's the leisure of the mind | |
Don't make me say the same thing twice | |
It's far quicker to pretend | |
"Haven't things always been this way" | |
Take my hand, repeat after me, | |
"don't make the same mistake twice" | |
Don't make the same mistake twice | |
If you step outside | |
What's left of what was right | |
There's no more north, east, south or west. | |
The cup is gone, the heart grows tired. | |
The mind is weak, the skull's on fire. | |
We're damaged without trace. | |
You've got me dead to rights | |
I'm a liar | |
You go, I'll follow | |
You hide, I'll fuck you up | |
You dare, find your way | |
You've got me dead to rights | |
I'm a liar | |
You've got me dead to rights | |
I'm a liar | |
You've got me dead to certain rights | |
I'm a liar |
zuo ci : Conley | |
Take a look inside | |
What did you think you' d find | |
Fed up on coke and cigarettes | |
With all that passes here for lies | |
Jet planes that fall out of black skies | |
and vanish without trace | |
You' ve got me dead to rights | |
I' m a liar | |
You go, I' ll follow | |
You hide, I' ll find you out | |
You dare find your way | |
You' ve got me dead to rights | |
I' m a liar | |
It' s the leisure of the mind | |
Don' t make me say the same thing twice | |
It' s far quicker to pretend | |
" Haven' t things always been this way" | |
Take my hand, repeat after me, | |
" don' t make the same mistake twice" | |
Don' t make the same mistake twice | |
If you step outside | |
What' s left of what was right | |
There' s no more north, east, south or west. | |
The cup is gone, the heart grows tired. | |
The mind is weak, the skull' s on fire. | |
We' re damaged without trace. | |
You' ve got me dead to rights | |
I' m a liar | |
You go, I' ll follow | |
You hide, I' ll fuck you up | |
You dare, find your way | |
You' ve got me dead to rights | |
I' m a liar | |
You' ve got me dead to rights | |
I' m a liar | |
You' ve got me dead to certain rights | |
I' m a liar |
zuò cí : Conley | |
Take a look inside | |
What did you think you' d find | |
Fed up on coke and cigarettes | |
With all that passes here for lies | |
Jet planes that fall out of black skies | |
and vanish without trace | |
You' ve got me dead to rights | |
I' m a liar | |
You go, I' ll follow | |
You hide, I' ll find you out | |
You dare find your way | |
You' ve got me dead to rights | |
I' m a liar | |
It' s the leisure of the mind | |
Don' t make me say the same thing twice | |
It' s far quicker to pretend | |
" Haven' t things always been this way" | |
Take my hand, repeat after me, | |
" don' t make the same mistake twice" | |
Don' t make the same mistake twice | |
If you step outside | |
What' s left of what was right | |
There' s no more north, east, south or west. | |
The cup is gone, the heart grows tired. | |
The mind is weak, the skull' s on fire. | |
We' re damaged without trace. | |
You' ve got me dead to rights | |
I' m a liar | |
You go, I' ll follow | |
You hide, I' ll fuck you up | |
You dare, find your way | |
You' ve got me dead to rights | |
I' m a liar | |
You' ve got me dead to rights | |
I' m a liar | |
You' ve got me dead to certain rights | |
I' m a liar |