| 歌曲 | Pale in Comparison |
| 歌手 | Day at the Fair |
| 专辑 | The Rocking Chair Years |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Barker, Day At The Fair | |
| I'll bet you never knew, | |
| The parade of people that hang their heads and cry for you, | |
| With their eyes on the casket, they're silently saying goodbye to you, | |
| And the face in the crowd that knows he could have saved you, | |
| I could save you, | |
| You haven't made my bed, since the last time I had slept, | |
| This world changed, | |
| And stayed the same, | |
| The picture remains of what's dying, | |
| And I've changed, | |
| And stayed the same, | |
| What goes down in flames is reality, | |
| I'll bet you never knew, | |
| The day full of wonder that life had had in store for you, | |
| When tomorrow's something you gave up to ignore the truth, | |
| Somewhere outside a light can shine right over you, | |
| Right over you, | |
| And you chose to contest, and gave it up instead, | |
| This world changed, | |
| And stayed the same, | |
| The picture remains of what's dying, | |
| And I've changed, | |
| And stayed the same, | |
| What goes down in flames is reality, | |
| Here you are now, | |
| Take a step, to never wake up, | |
| Seeing less than nothing, | |
| (x5) |
| zuo qu : Barker, Day At The Fair | |
| I' ll bet you never knew, | |
| The parade of people that hang their heads and cry for you, | |
| With their eyes on the casket, they' re silently saying goodbye to you, | |
| And the face in the crowd that knows he could have saved you, | |
| I could save you, | |
| You haven' t made my bed, since the last time I had slept, | |
| This world changed, | |
| And stayed the same, | |
| The picture remains of what' s dying, | |
| And I' ve changed, | |
| And stayed the same, | |
| What goes down in flames is reality, | |
| I' ll bet you never knew, | |
| The day full of wonder that life had had in store for you, | |
| When tomorrow' s something you gave up to ignore the truth, | |
| Somewhere outside a light can shine right over you, | |
| Right over you, | |
| And you chose to contest, and gave it up instead, | |
| This world changed, | |
| And stayed the same, | |
| The picture remains of what' s dying, | |
| And I' ve changed, | |
| And stayed the same, | |
| What goes down in flames is reality, | |
| Here you are now, | |
| Take a step, to never wake up, | |
| Seeing less than nothing, | |
| x5 |
| zuò qǔ : Barker, Day At The Fair | |
| I' ll bet you never knew, | |
| The parade of people that hang their heads and cry for you, | |
| With their eyes on the casket, they' re silently saying goodbye to you, | |
| And the face in the crowd that knows he could have saved you, | |
| I could save you, | |
| You haven' t made my bed, since the last time I had slept, | |
| This world changed, | |
| And stayed the same, | |
| The picture remains of what' s dying, | |
| And I' ve changed, | |
| And stayed the same, | |
| What goes down in flames is reality, | |
| I' ll bet you never knew, | |
| The day full of wonder that life had had in store for you, | |
| When tomorrow' s something you gave up to ignore the truth, | |
| Somewhere outside a light can shine right over you, | |
| Right over you, | |
| And you chose to contest, and gave it up instead, | |
| This world changed, | |
| And stayed the same, | |
| The picture remains of what' s dying, | |
| And I' ve changed, | |
| And stayed the same, | |
| What goes down in flames is reality, | |
| Here you are now, | |
| Take a step, to never wake up, | |
| Seeing less than nothing, | |
| x5 |