歌曲 | Hell On The Throat (Acoustic) - unplug |
歌手 | Dashboard Confessional |
专辑 | Alter The Ending [DELUXE EDITION] |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Carrabba |
[00:01.00] | 作词 : Carrabba |
[00:06.16] | A line of strands |
[00:08.77] | to mark the trail |
[00:11.50] | No one said it would be easy |
[00:16.93] | I must admit |
[00:19.44] | I'd thought the risk |
[00:22.30] | was better waged in younger seasons |
[00:26.24] | all these years in the cold |
[00:29.29] | play hell on the throat |
[00:32.40] | Until everything |
[00:33.48] | I say burns like cinders |
[00:36.97] | Well it's hard to belong to a girl or a song |
[00:42.41] | And the crease of a strangling winter |
[00:48.30] | It's strange to be lost |
[00:50.26] | stranger still to belong |
[00:53.00] | On the strings of a twisting lie |
[01:02.29] | Along the way the turns are sharp |
[01:06.98] | No one said they would be easy |
[01:12.81] | I must admit |
[01:15.53] | I thought the trip |
[01:18.17] | was better made in younger seasons |
[01:22.23] | But all these years in the pursuit |
[01:25.30] | made a man of a fool |
[01:28.30] | Till every word |
[01:29.45] | I say is unwavered |
[01:33.15] | Well it's hard to belong to a girl or a psalm |
[01:38.29] | In the case of a selfish believer |
[01:44.00] | It's strange to be lost |
[01:46.32] | stranger still to belong |
[01:48.95] | On the strings in a twisting line |
[02:27.59] | And when the path |
[02:29.60] | I have made |
[02:30.37] | From the grass to the grave |
[02:33.10] | I will love you still |
[02:38.26] | And when the sand turns to glass |
[02:40.99] | And all that's left is the past |
[02:43.68] | And I will love you still |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : Carrabba |
[00:01.00] | zuo ci : Carrabba |
[00:06.16] | A line of strands |
[00:08.77] | to mark the trail |
[00:11.50] | No one said it would be easy |
[00:16.93] | I must admit |
[00:19.44] | I' d thought the risk |
[00:22.30] | was better waged in younger seasons |
[00:26.24] | all these years in the cold |
[00:29.29] | play hell on the throat |
[00:32.40] | Until everything |
[00:33.48] | I say burns like cinders |
[00:36.97] | Well it' s hard to belong to a girl or a song |
[00:42.41] | And the crease of a strangling winter |
[00:48.30] | It' s strange to be lost |
[00:50.26] | stranger still to belong |
[00:53.00] | On the strings of a twisting lie |
[01:02.29] | Along the way the turns are sharp |
[01:06.98] | No one said they would be easy |
[01:12.81] | I must admit |
[01:15.53] | I thought the trip |
[01:18.17] | was better made in younger seasons |
[01:22.23] | But all these years in the pursuit |
[01:25.30] | made a man of a fool |
[01:28.30] | Till every word |
[01:29.45] | I say is unwavered |
[01:33.15] | Well it' s hard to belong to a girl or a psalm |
[01:38.29] | In the case of a selfish believer |
[01:44.00] | It' s strange to be lost |
[01:46.32] | stranger still to belong |
[01:48.95] | On the strings in a twisting line |
[02:27.59] | And when the path |
[02:29.60] | I have made |
[02:30.37] | From the grass to the grave |
[02:33.10] | I will love you still |
[02:38.26] | And when the sand turns to glass |
[02:40.99] | And all that' s left is the past |
[02:43.68] | And I will love you still |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Carrabba |
[00:01.00] | zuò cí : Carrabba |
[00:06.16] | A line of strands |
[00:08.77] | to mark the trail |
[00:11.50] | No one said it would be easy |
[00:16.93] | I must admit |
[00:19.44] | I' d thought the risk |
[00:22.30] | was better waged in younger seasons |
[00:26.24] | all these years in the cold |
[00:29.29] | play hell on the throat |
[00:32.40] | Until everything |
[00:33.48] | I say burns like cinders |
[00:36.97] | Well it' s hard to belong to a girl or a song |
[00:42.41] | And the crease of a strangling winter |
[00:48.30] | It' s strange to be lost |
[00:50.26] | stranger still to belong |
[00:53.00] | On the strings of a twisting lie |
[01:02.29] | Along the way the turns are sharp |
[01:06.98] | No one said they would be easy |
[01:12.81] | I must admit |
[01:15.53] | I thought the trip |
[01:18.17] | was better made in younger seasons |
[01:22.23] | But all these years in the pursuit |
[01:25.30] | made a man of a fool |
[01:28.30] | Till every word |
[01:29.45] | I say is unwavered |
[01:33.15] | Well it' s hard to belong to a girl or a psalm |
[01:38.29] | In the case of a selfish believer |
[01:44.00] | It' s strange to be lost |
[01:46.32] | stranger still to belong |
[01:48.95] | On the strings in a twisting line |
[02:27.59] | And when the path |
[02:29.60] | I have made |
[02:30.37] | From the grass to the grave |
[02:33.10] | I will love you still |
[02:38.26] | And when the sand turns to glass |
[02:40.99] | And all that' s left is the past |
[02:43.68] | And I will love you still |