歌曲 | I Don't Care |
歌手 | The Early November |
专辑 | Imbue |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Screwed my head on straight | |
I’ve got a piercing alibi, oh | |
I’m dull like the knife | |
Familiar from inside | |
Hoping to wade though this emotional pesticide | |
It looks so familiar, we look so familiar, don’t look so familiar | |
Cause I don’t care about the scars I wear them out so proud, so proud | |
So give me something that’s not on my list, failure to free air | |
The original, I’m not breathing now. with no help | |
I’m saying that I’m sorry for the weight | |
I can’t put down this axe and the lumber stacks high, still no room yet | |
For you to hold me close like a baby only knowing love, give me something to believe in | |
You give me something to believe in | |
I don’t care about the looks high brow is facing down, to the ground | |
My dirty hands just turned into locked tight fists. failure to see fails | |
Cliffs, They just lift me off the ground | |
To help me find you somehow | |
These night i wait for the last call | |
When everyone’s the same, we find a way to fall | |
Without a drink at all | |
I screw my head on straight | |
I don’t care about the thin cold air, not coming down. I’m never coming down | |
You give me something to believe in, you give me something to believe in |
Screwed my head on straight | |
I' ve got a piercing alibi, oh | |
I' m dull like the knife | |
Familiar from inside | |
Hoping to wade though this emotional pesticide | |
It looks so familiar, we look so familiar, don' t look so familiar | |
Cause I don' t care about the scars I wear them out so proud, so proud | |
So give me something that' s not on my list, failure to free air | |
The original, I' m not breathing now. with no help | |
I' m saying that I' m sorry for the weight | |
I can' t put down this axe and the lumber stacks high, still no room yet | |
For you to hold me close like a baby only knowing love, give me something to believe in | |
You give me something to believe in | |
I don' t care about the looks high brow is facing down, to the ground | |
My dirty hands just turned into locked tight fists. failure to see fails | |
Cliffs, They just lift me off the ground | |
To help me find you somehow | |
These night i wait for the last call | |
When everyone' s the same, we find a way to fall | |
Without a drink at all | |
I screw my head on straight | |
I don' t care about the thin cold air, not coming down. I' m never coming down | |
You give me something to believe in, you give me something to believe in |
Screwed my head on straight | |
I' ve got a piercing alibi, oh | |
I' m dull like the knife | |
Familiar from inside | |
Hoping to wade though this emotional pesticide | |
It looks so familiar, we look so familiar, don' t look so familiar | |
Cause I don' t care about the scars I wear them out so proud, so proud | |
So give me something that' s not on my list, failure to free air | |
The original, I' m not breathing now. with no help | |
I' m saying that I' m sorry for the weight | |
I can' t put down this axe and the lumber stacks high, still no room yet | |
For you to hold me close like a baby only knowing love, give me something to believe in | |
You give me something to believe in | |
I don' t care about the looks high brow is facing down, to the ground | |
My dirty hands just turned into locked tight fists. failure to see fails | |
Cliffs, They just lift me off the ground | |
To help me find you somehow | |
These night i wait for the last call | |
When everyone' s the same, we find a way to fall | |
Without a drink at all | |
I screw my head on straight | |
I don' t care about the thin cold air, not coming down. I' m never coming down | |
You give me something to believe in, you give me something to believe in |