Classy Milani 歌词
| 歌曲 | Classy Milani |
| 歌手 | Park Jefferson |
| 专辑 | Park Jefferson |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Nicholas Stutsman |
| [00:01.000] | 作曲 : Nicholas Stutsman |
| [00:51.649] | I'll wake my eyes when it's time |
| [00:55.449] | It's been a year and I'm getting tired |
| [00:58.456] | Of waiting up for you |
| [01:04.315] | I'll hold your hand when you come down |
| [01:07.070] | God knows this is the last sad song |
| [01:09.770] | You're getting out of me |
| [01:15.472] | Hold my head up so I can see |
| [01:18.372] | Right past your bullshit |
| [01:20.689] | And this tired conversation is going nowhere |
| [01:26.621] | I'll amputate my arms |
| [01:27.993] | So I'll never reach out to yours again |
| [01:30.797] | I felt the sunset lying in a cornfield with Devin |
| [01:37.264] | Coastlines turn to canvases before our eyes |
| [01:47.052] | Letters sent stamped with goodbyes |
| [02:20.745] | When I wake up I see painted birds |
| [02:27.934] | That represent something |
| [02:32.135] | That's become nothing |
| [02:37.524] | We've become nothing |
| [02:41.343] | What once helped me breathe |
| [02:43.236] | Is eating my lungs and choking me up |
| [02:46.662] | (People that we think we love) |
| [02:52.089] | What once helped me breathe |
| [02:53.550] | Is eating my lungs and choking me up |
| [02:58.695] | (It's them we cannot trust) |
| [03:21.743] | So I'll move to Portland by myself |
| [03:23.861] | Buy some furniture and silverware |
| [03:27.045] | And eat dinner all alone |
| [03:31.407] | I'm sorry for complaining all the time |
| [03:33.993] | This'll be the last time that I write |
| [03:37.287] | Just like I said, I won't pick up the phone |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : Nicholas Stutsman |
| [00:01.000] | zuo qu : Nicholas Stutsman |
| [00:51.649] | I' ll wake my eyes when it' s time |
| [00:55.449] | It' s been a year and I' m getting tired |
| [00:58.456] | Of waiting up for you |
| [01:04.315] | I' ll hold your hand when you come down |
| [01:07.070] | God knows this is the last sad song |
| [01:09.770] | You' re getting out of me |
| [01:15.472] | Hold my head up so I can see |
| [01:18.372] | Right past your bullshit |
| [01:20.689] | And this tired conversation is going nowhere |
| [01:26.621] | I' ll amputate my arms |
| [01:27.993] | So I' ll never reach out to yours again |
| [01:30.797] | I felt the sunset lying in a cornfield with Devin |
| [01:37.264] | Coastlines turn to canvases before our eyes |
| [01:47.052] | Letters sent stamped with goodbyes |
| [02:20.745] | When I wake up I see painted birds |
| [02:27.934] | That represent something |
| [02:32.135] | That' s become nothing |
| [02:37.524] | We' ve become nothing |
| [02:41.343] | What once helped me breathe |
| [02:43.236] | Is eating my lungs and choking me up |
| [02:46.662] | People that we think we love |
| [02:52.089] | What once helped me breathe |
| [02:53.550] | Is eating my lungs and choking me up |
| [02:58.695] | It' s them we cannot trust |
| [03:21.743] | So I' ll move to Portland by myself |
| [03:23.861] | Buy some furniture and silverware |
| [03:27.045] | And eat dinner all alone |
| [03:31.407] | I' m sorry for complaining all the time |
| [03:33.993] | This' ll be the last time that I write |
| [03:37.287] | Just like I said, I won' t pick up the phone |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Nicholas Stutsman |
| [00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : Nicholas Stutsman |
| [00:51.649] | I' ll wake my eyes when it' s time |
| [00:55.449] | It' s been a year and I' m getting tired |
| [00:58.456] | Of waiting up for you |
| [01:04.315] | I' ll hold your hand when you come down |
| [01:07.070] | God knows this is the last sad song |
| [01:09.770] | You' re getting out of me |
| [01:15.472] | Hold my head up so I can see |
| [01:18.372] | Right past your bullshit |
| [01:20.689] | And this tired conversation is going nowhere |
| [01:26.621] | I' ll amputate my arms |
| [01:27.993] | So I' ll never reach out to yours again |
| [01:30.797] | I felt the sunset lying in a cornfield with Devin |
| [01:37.264] | Coastlines turn to canvases before our eyes |
| [01:47.052] | Letters sent stamped with goodbyes |
| [02:20.745] | When I wake up I see painted birds |
| [02:27.934] | That represent something |
| [02:32.135] | That' s become nothing |
| [02:37.524] | We' ve become nothing |
| [02:41.343] | What once helped me breathe |
| [02:43.236] | Is eating my lungs and choking me up |
| [02:46.662] | People that we think we love |
| [02:52.089] | What once helped me breathe |
| [02:53.550] | Is eating my lungs and choking me up |
| [02:58.695] | It' s them we cannot trust |
| [03:21.743] | So I' ll move to Portland by myself |
| [03:23.861] | Buy some furniture and silverware |
| [03:27.045] | And eat dinner all alone |
| [03:31.407] | I' m sorry for complaining all the time |
| [03:33.993] | This' ll be the last time that I write |
| [03:37.287] | Just like I said, I won' t pick up the phone |
| [00:51.649] | 等到时机已至我自会睁开双眼 |
| [00:55.449] | 已经有一年了，我渐渐感到疲倦 |
| [00:58.456] | 为了你而等候 |
| [01:04.315] | 当你走下楼梯时，我会握住你的手 |
| [01:07.070] | 上帝知晓，这是最后一首哀歌 |
| [01:09.770] | 你正与我渐远 |
| [01:15.472] | 托起我的头来，让我看清 |
| [01:18.372] | 你那些谎话 |
| [01:20.689] | 这场无聊的谈话毫无进展 |
| [01:26.621] | 我会截去我的双手 |
| [01:27.993] | 这样我再也不会向你伸手了 |
| [01:30.797] | 与德文躺在玉米地里，感受着日暮余辉 |
| [01:37.264] | 海岸线在我们眼前化为画布 |
| [01:47.052] | 寄出的一封封信件，邮戳着遍遍告别 |
| [02:20.745] | 醒来我能看见彩绘的鸟儿 |
| [02:27.934] | 代表着什么 |
| [02:32.135] | 早就变成虚无 |
| [02:37.524] | 我们已经化作虚无 |
| [02:41.343] | 过去帮助我呼吸的 |
| [02:43.236] | 正在蚕食我的肺，令我奄奄一息 |
| [02:46.662] | 那些我们自以为深爱着的人们 |
| [02:52.089] | 过去帮助我呼吸的 |
| [02:53.550] | 正在蚕食我的肺，令我奄奄一息 |
| [02:58.695] | 正是他们我们不能相信 |
| [03:21.743] | 所以我独自搬去波特兰 |
| [03:23.861] | 买一些家具和银具 |
| [03:27.045] | 独自吃下晚饭 |
| [03:31.407] | 我很抱歉我一直在抱怨 |
| [03:33.993] | 这会是我最后一次书写 |
| [03:37.287] | 正如我所说，我不会再接电话了 |
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