歌曲 | The Exact Feeling |
歌手 | The Tragically Hip |
专辑 | We Are The Same |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Downie, Tragically Hip | |
The exact feeling | |
Is coming back around | |
The tiger's wheeling | |
And covering some ground | |
I'm up to my torch, | |
I'm up to my tits | |
Maybe I got no more interest | |
In the exact feeling | |
Is all I ever tried to do | |
The perimeter, the ceiling | |
Just to dribble somewhere new | |
I'd be on my hands, | |
I'd be on my knees | |
Saying, "Hey, bartender, one more of these" | |
For the exact feeling | |
The exact feeling | |
Maybe isn't what | |
I thinkNot the singularity | |
Or a thousand million dreams | |
Not a prosperity that means | |
I never have to say a thing | |
Maybe the exact feeling | |
Is on the other side of this feeling | |
And I remember stealing | |
Lying, begging loneliness | |
Flying, falling, kneeling | |
Trying to get them to notice | |
I'm not being sad, | |
I'm not being dear | |
I only want to stay with you right here | |
In this exact feeling | |
In your exact feeling | |
In this exact feeling | |
In your exact feeling | |
The exact feeling | |
The exact feeling | |
The exact feeling | |
The exact feeling |
zuo qu : Downie, Tragically Hip | |
The exact feeling | |
Is coming back around | |
The tiger' s wheeling | |
And covering some ground | |
I' m up to my torch, | |
I' m up to my tits | |
Maybe I got no more interest | |
In the exact feeling | |
Is all I ever tried to do | |
The perimeter, the ceiling | |
Just to dribble somewhere new | |
I' d be on my hands, | |
I' d be on my knees | |
Saying, " Hey, bartender, one more of these" | |
For the exact feeling | |
The exact feeling | |
Maybe isn' t what | |
I thinkNot the singularity | |
Or a thousand million dreams | |
Not a prosperity that means | |
I never have to say a thing | |
Maybe the exact feeling | |
Is on the other side of this feeling | |
And I remember stealing | |
Lying, begging loneliness | |
Flying, falling, kneeling | |
Trying to get them to notice | |
I' m not being sad, | |
I' m not being dear | |
I only want to stay with you right here | |
In this exact feeling | |
In your exact feeling | |
In this exact feeling | |
In your exact feeling | |
The exact feeling | |
The exact feeling | |
The exact feeling | |
The exact feeling |
zuò qǔ : Downie, Tragically Hip | |
The exact feeling | |
Is coming back around | |
The tiger' s wheeling | |
And covering some ground | |
I' m up to my torch, | |
I' m up to my tits | |
Maybe I got no more interest | |
In the exact feeling | |
Is all I ever tried to do | |
The perimeter, the ceiling | |
Just to dribble somewhere new | |
I' d be on my hands, | |
I' d be on my knees | |
Saying, " Hey, bartender, one more of these" | |
For the exact feeling | |
The exact feeling | |
Maybe isn' t what | |
I thinkNot the singularity | |
Or a thousand million dreams | |
Not a prosperity that means | |
I never have to say a thing | |
Maybe the exact feeling | |
Is on the other side of this feeling | |
And I remember stealing | |
Lying, begging loneliness | |
Flying, falling, kneeling | |
Trying to get them to notice | |
I' m not being sad, | |
I' m not being dear | |
I only want to stay with you right here | |
In this exact feeling | |
In your exact feeling | |
In this exact feeling | |
In your exact feeling | |
The exact feeling | |
The exact feeling | |
The exact feeling | |
The exact feeling |