歌曲 | Long Days |
歌手 | David & the Citizens |
专辑 | Until the Sadness Is Gone |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Fridlund | |
There are two ways of doing this | |
one is easy and one is complicated | |
and it's up to me to pick one, now | |
and I don't think I'll pick the easy one | |
of all these short-life plans they're building here | |
there's not a single one you should pay attention to | |
they only do it 'cos it looks so fucking good | |
when they show it on the news | |
you get long days of belly-ache, that's you inside of her | |
you get a wire under the ocean to connect and talk to me | |
-Long days of belly-ache | |
A million things that I should do | |
but I tell you all it's like I'm glued to this chair | |
November passed just like that | |
November passed just like that | |
and I consider these options again | |
all you Mr. Suit-gentlemen | |
come bury me with bullshit, please | |
I know exactly how it feels | |
you get long days of belly-ache, that's me inside of her | |
you get a wire across the sky to carry my love | |
long days of absolutely nothing at all... | |
so go ahead, tell me I'm stupid | |
never ever been a sunbeam | |
I want to scream until my lounges bleed | |
I want to scream until I can't speak | |
so go on, dig your thumbs in | |
take a bite of me | |
take another bite of me | |
and give me long days of belly-ache, | |
that's you inside of me | |
you get a wire across the sky | |
to carry all the love you need | |
long days of absolutely nothing, | |
nothing at all | |
long days of belly-ache |
zuo qu : Fridlund | |
There are two ways of doing this | |
one is easy and one is complicated | |
and it' s up to me to pick one, now | |
and I don' t think I' ll pick the easy one | |
of all these shortlife plans they' re building here | |
there' s not a single one you should pay attention to | |
they only do it ' cos it looks so fucking good | |
when they show it on the news | |
you get long days of bellyache, that' s you inside of her | |
you get a wire under the ocean to connect and talk to me | |
Long days of bellyache | |
A million things that I should do | |
but I tell you all it' s like I' m glued to this chair | |
November passed just like that | |
November passed just like that | |
and I consider these options again | |
all you Mr. Suitgentlemen | |
come bury me with bullshit, please | |
I know exactly how it feels | |
you get long days of bellyache, that' s me inside of her | |
you get a wire across the sky to carry my love | |
long days of absolutely nothing at all... | |
so go ahead, tell me I' m stupid | |
never ever been a sunbeam | |
I want to scream until my lounges bleed | |
I want to scream until I can' t speak | |
so go on, dig your thumbs in | |
take a bite of me | |
take another bite of me | |
and give me long days of bellyache, | |
that' s you inside of me | |
you get a wire across the sky | |
to carry all the love you need | |
long days of absolutely nothing, | |
nothing at all | |
long days of bellyache |
zuò qǔ : Fridlund | |
There are two ways of doing this | |
one is easy and one is complicated | |
and it' s up to me to pick one, now | |
and I don' t think I' ll pick the easy one | |
of all these shortlife plans they' re building here | |
there' s not a single one you should pay attention to | |
they only do it ' cos it looks so fucking good | |
when they show it on the news | |
you get long days of bellyache, that' s you inside of her | |
you get a wire under the ocean to connect and talk to me | |
Long days of bellyache | |
A million things that I should do | |
but I tell you all it' s like I' m glued to this chair | |
November passed just like that | |
November passed just like that | |
and I consider these options again | |
all you Mr. Suitgentlemen | |
come bury me with bullshit, please | |
I know exactly how it feels | |
you get long days of bellyache, that' s me inside of her | |
you get a wire across the sky to carry my love | |
long days of absolutely nothing at all... | |
so go ahead, tell me I' m stupid | |
never ever been a sunbeam | |
I want to scream until my lounges bleed | |
I want to scream until I can' t speak | |
so go on, dig your thumbs in | |
take a bite of me | |
take another bite of me | |
and give me long days of bellyache, | |
that' s you inside of me | |
you get a wire across the sky | |
to carry all the love you need | |
long days of absolutely nothing, | |
nothing at all | |
long days of bellyache |