| 歌曲 | Havoc In the Forum |
| 歌手 | This Town Needs Guns |
| 专辑 | 13.0.0.0.0 |
| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Timothy Collis/Chris Collis/Henry Tremain |
| [00:01.000] | 作曲 : Timothy Collis/Chris Collis/Henry Tremain |
| [00:06.452] | Trust in time evaporates |
| [00:15.097] | to cloud the mind into bursting, |
| [00:23.455] | with a rain that spits off the lips, |
| [00:32.375] | a barrage of hurtful insults. |
| [00:41.262] | That eventually accumulate |
| [00:49.910] | into floods of tears and heartache. |
| [00:58.553] | That erode the coasts |
| [01:03.026] | and storm the sails |
| [01:07.224] | of relationships |
| [01:11.639] | |
| [01:12.419] | Age bitters in the mouth. |
| [01:19.764] | Words trap in the teeth |
| [01:23.118] | and like food decay. |
| [01:26.236] | With the sour taste of time |
| [01:33.506] | tripping off the tip |
| [01:37.426] | of the tongue. |
| [01:41.330] | |
| [01:45.255] | Sleepless nights |
| [01:48.934] | tied awake |
| [01:53.851] | in beds of knots |
| [02:10.261] | She's known some of the best. |
| [02:14.182] | She knows there's no need |
| [02:16.267] | to hold her breath. |
| [02:18.900] | Sunk by the passing of time. |
| [02:22.548] | The closest of friends |
| [02:24.635] | all washed away. |
| [02:27.520] | You've seen the coming of age. |
| [02:31.160] | The crashing sound waves. |
| [02:32.977] | You're all but done. |
| [02:35.834] | Shipped wrecked on a |
| [02:38.730] | tide of tongue. |
| [02:43.683] | |
| [03:03.307] | Age bitters in the mouth. |
| [03:10.092] | Words trap in the teeth |
| [03:14.017] | and like food decay. |
| [03:17.378] | With the sour taste of time |
| [03:24.451] | tripping off the tip |
| [03:28.624] | of the tongue. |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Timothy Collis Chris Collis Henry Tremain |
| [00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : Timothy Collis Chris Collis Henry Tremain |
| [00:06.452] | Trust in time evaporates |
| [00:15.097] | to cloud the mind into bursting, |
| [00:23.455] | with a rain that spits off the lips, |
| [00:32.375] | a barrage of hurtful insults. |
| [00:41.262] | That eventually accumulate |
| [00:49.910] | into floods of tears and heartache. |
| [00:58.553] | That erode the coasts |
| [01:03.026] | and storm the sails |
| [01:07.224] | of relationships |
| [01:11.639] | |
| [01:12.419] | Age bitters in the mouth. |
| [01:19.764] | Words trap in the teeth |
| [01:23.118] | and like food decay. |
| [01:26.236] | With the sour taste of time |
| [01:33.506] | tripping off the tip |
| [01:37.426] | of the tongue. |
| [01:41.330] | |
| [01:45.255] | Sleepless nights |
| [01:48.934] | tied awake |
| [01:53.851] | in beds of knots |
| [02:10.261] | She' s known some of the best. |
| [02:14.182] | She knows there' s no need |
| [02:16.267] | to hold her breath. |
| [02:18.900] | Sunk by the passing of time. |
| [02:22.548] | The closest of friends |
| [02:24.635] | all washed away. |
| [02:27.520] | You' ve seen the coming of age. |
| [02:31.160] | The crashing sound waves. |
| [02:32.977] | You' re all but done. |
| [02:35.834] | Shipped wrecked on a |
| [02:38.730] | tide of tongue. |
| [02:43.683] | |
| [03:03.307] | Age bitters in the mouth. |
| [03:10.092] | Words trap in the teeth |
| [03:14.017] | and like food decay. |
| [03:17.378] | With the sour taste of time |
| [03:24.451] | tripping off the tip |
| [03:28.624] | of the tongue. |