歌曲 | The Quiet Side |
歌手 | Meese |
专辑 | Broadcast |
作曲 : Ayars, Meese, Meese | |
Two sides of me agree to disagree | |
They went their seperate ways today | |
One stays at home the other walks the streets | |
That's how i lost the quiet side of me | |
He packed my yearbook and directories | |
And a list from bad to worse | |
He's got a list that he's been holding in | |
And you're the ones to hear it first | |
Knocking on the door of the friends who betrayed me | |
Standing in the street with the sign that he made me | |
Calling all the liars to tell them that the truth is | |
Better in the end when you're taking your revenge | |
Fire on the third floor, heading out the back door | |
Is the quiet side of me, making up for all the time he lost | |
Once my quiet side is satisfied | |
There's no one left to feed his appitite | |
He'll go back to how he used to be | |
Until my quiet side through with me | |
Hanging up the phone on the friends with the favors | |
Gonna get them back for the scars that they gave us | |
Fire on the third floor, heading out the back door | |
Is the quiet side of me, making up for all the time he | |
Hand to play nice guy, telling little white lies | |
Now the quiet side of me, is claiming his revenge on everything... |
zuò qǔ : Ayars, Meese, Meese | |
Two sides of me agree to disagree | |
They went their seperate ways today | |
One stays at home the other walks the streets | |
That' s how i lost the quiet side of me | |
He packed my yearbook and directories | |
And a list from bad to worse | |
He' s got a list that he' s been holding in | |
And you' re the ones to hear it first | |
Knocking on the door of the friends who betrayed me | |
Standing in the street with the sign that he made me | |
Calling all the liars to tell them that the truth is | |
Better in the end when you' re taking your revenge | |
Fire on the third floor, heading out the back door | |
Is the quiet side of me, making up for all the time he lost | |
Once my quiet side is satisfied | |
There' s no one left to feed his appitite | |
He' ll go back to how he used to be | |
Until my quiet side through with me | |
Hanging up the phone on the friends with the favors | |
Gonna get them back for the scars that they gave us | |
Fire on the third floor, heading out the back door | |
Is the quiet side of me, making up for all the time he | |
Hand to play nice guy, telling little white lies | |
Now the quiet side of me, is claiming his revenge on everything... |