Song | Pitch a Fit |
Artist | Eastern Conference Champions |
Album | Ameritown |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Lyons, Ostrander | |
I had a miscarriage when I was 18 years old | |
And I didn't know why | |
But if I knew then what I have learned I'd be like my kid | |
And never grow up | |
But I'd be like my dad, who scrapped and he saved | |
To land him a wife, who would leave him some day | |
For some other god, and he couldn't compete | |
So I'd be like my dad, and cry me to sleep | |
Or I'd be like my mom and wait for the day | |
For Jesus to come and we will all say his name | |
But I don't know why he never did | |
So I'd be like my mom, and wait for the end | |
Or I'd be like my dog and never give up | |
I'd die in my sleep, while chasing a fox | |
And I'd pitch me a fit, till I got what i want | |
So I'd be like my dog, untill you gave me up |
zuo qu : Lyons, Ostrander | |
I had a miscarriage when I was 18 years old | |
And I didn' t know why | |
But if I knew then what I have learned I' d be like my kid | |
And never grow up | |
But I' d be like my dad, who scrapped and he saved | |
To land him a wife, who would leave him some day | |
For some other god, and he couldn' t compete | |
So I' d be like my dad, and cry me to sleep | |
Or I' d be like my mom and wait for the day | |
For Jesus to come and we will all say his name | |
But I don' t know why he never did | |
So I' d be like my mom, and wait for the end | |
Or I' d be like my dog and never give up | |
I' d die in my sleep, while chasing a fox | |
And I' d pitch me a fit, till I got what i want | |
So I' d be like my dog, untill you gave me up |
zuò qǔ : Lyons, Ostrander | |
I had a miscarriage when I was 18 years old | |
And I didn' t know why | |
But if I knew then what I have learned I' d be like my kid | |
And never grow up | |
But I' d be like my dad, who scrapped and he saved | |
To land him a wife, who would leave him some day | |
For some other god, and he couldn' t compete | |
So I' d be like my dad, and cry me to sleep | |
Or I' d be like my mom and wait for the day | |
For Jesus to come and we will all say his name | |
But I don' t know why he never did | |
So I' d be like my mom, and wait for the end | |
Or I' d be like my dog and never give up | |
I' d die in my sleep, while chasing a fox | |
And I' d pitch me a fit, till I got what i want | |
So I' d be like my dog, untill you gave me up |