Song | Married Young |
Artist | Robbers on High Street |
Album | Grand Animals |
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作曲 : Trokan | |
Married young what's done is done | |
Our hearts and hopes are soft and glistening | |
We started playing house too soon it seems | |
Our Swedish furnishings are splintering | |
But who am I to preach this game we play? | |
Roll in the hay with dreadful infidels | |
No sleuth's deduction need attain the way | |
Our love so bold, incendiary and new | |
What are we to do? | |
So trust me, trust me, trust me dear | |
Your mom and papa hold me dear | |
We make mistakes we make mix tapes | |
Our love's a young, wholesome, healthy enterprise | |
Is there a sliding scale in Hell? | |
Does the devil grade on a curve? | |
I wonder who'll be the first to burn | |
In this beautiful decay | |
But you path will still remain economy, econo you. | |
Married young what's done is done | |
Married young what's done is done | |
We're too young and we believe | |
We'll be our first, our only | |
We're too young, we peak too soon. | |
What are we to do? |
zuo qu : Trokan | |
Married young what' s done is done | |
Our hearts and hopes are soft and glistening | |
We started playing house too soon it seems | |
Our Swedish furnishings are splintering | |
But who am I to preach this game we play? | |
Roll in the hay with dreadful infidels | |
No sleuth' s deduction need attain the way | |
Our love so bold, incendiary and new | |
What are we to do? | |
So trust me, trust me, trust me dear | |
Your mom and papa hold me dear | |
We make mistakes we make mix tapes | |
Our love' s a young, wholesome, healthy enterprise | |
Is there a sliding scale in Hell? | |
Does the devil grade on a curve? | |
I wonder who' ll be the first to burn | |
In this beautiful decay | |
But you path will still remain economy, econo you. | |
Married young what' s done is done | |
Married young what' s done is done | |
We' re too young and we believe | |
We' ll be our first, our only | |
We' re too young, we peak too soon. | |
What are we to do? |
zuò qǔ : Trokan | |
Married young what' s done is done | |
Our hearts and hopes are soft and glistening | |
We started playing house too soon it seems | |
Our Swedish furnishings are splintering | |
But who am I to preach this game we play? | |
Roll in the hay with dreadful infidels | |
No sleuth' s deduction need attain the way | |
Our love so bold, incendiary and new | |
What are we to do? | |
So trust me, trust me, trust me dear | |
Your mom and papa hold me dear | |
We make mistakes we make mix tapes | |
Our love' s a young, wholesome, healthy enterprise | |
Is there a sliding scale in Hell? | |
Does the devil grade on a curve? | |
I wonder who' ll be the first to burn | |
In this beautiful decay | |
But you path will still remain economy, econo you. | |
Married young what' s done is done | |
Married young what' s done is done | |
We' re too young and we believe | |
We' ll be our first, our only | |
We' re too young, we peak too soon. | |
What are we to do? |