Song | Fire in Your Body |
Artist | Southgang |
Album | Group Therapy |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Harte, Walker | |
(lyrics:j. harte, music:b. walker) | |
(chorus) | |
Put a little fire in your body tonight. | |
Get a little higher... &til the feeling is right. | |
Put away the problems and those troubles you fight, cus' it's alright. | |
Well i've been down that lonely road, where the bad times come | |
And rain down, &til they flood your soul. | |
The storm keeps pounding at your door, while you're locked inside, | |
And hiding with nowhere to go. | |
Cus' when you're feeling cold and empty, | |
All alone there's no one you can tell. | |
Don't you know, sometimes you've gotta open up, | |
And say# what the hell. | |
(chorus) | |
Good love's gone bad, and you're feeling mad at yourself, | |
And at the world# cus' no one cares. | |
You're goin' down for the last time, sinkin' fast. | |
Drowning in all those despairs. | |
Cus' when you've been pushed and pulled and turned around, | |
Every single time, enough's enough. | |
Don't you take that shit, it's time you leave it all behind. | |
(chorus) | |
Cus' when you're feeling cold and empty, all alone, | |
And there's no one you can tell, | |
Don't you know sometimes you gotta open up# | |
And just say, oh what the hell. | |
(chorus) |
zuo qu : Harte, Walker | |
lyrics: j. harte, music: b. walker | |
chorus | |
Put a little fire in your body tonight. | |
Get a little higher... til the feeling is right. | |
Put away the problems and those troubles you fight, cus' it' s alright. | |
Well i' ve been down that lonely road, where the bad times come | |
And rain down, til they flood your soul. | |
The storm keeps pounding at your door, while you' re locked inside, | |
And hiding with nowhere to go. | |
Cus' when you' re feeling cold and empty, | |
All alone there' s no one you can tell. | |
Don' t you know, sometimes you' ve gotta open up, | |
And say what the hell. | |
chorus | |
Good love' s gone bad, and you' re feeling mad at yourself, | |
And at the world cus' no one cares. | |
You' re goin' down for the last time, sinkin' fast. | |
Drowning in all those despairs. | |
Cus' when you' ve been pushed and pulled and turned around, | |
Every single time, enough' s enough. | |
Don' t you take that shit, it' s time you leave it all behind. | |
chorus | |
Cus' when you' re feeling cold and empty, all alone, | |
And there' s no one you can tell, | |
Don' t you know sometimes you gotta open up | |
And just say, oh what the hell. | |
chorus |
zuò qǔ : Harte, Walker | |
lyrics: j. harte, music: b. walker | |
chorus | |
Put a little fire in your body tonight. | |
Get a little higher... til the feeling is right. | |
Put away the problems and those troubles you fight, cus' it' s alright. | |
Well i' ve been down that lonely road, where the bad times come | |
And rain down, til they flood your soul. | |
The storm keeps pounding at your door, while you' re locked inside, | |
And hiding with nowhere to go. | |
Cus' when you' re feeling cold and empty, | |
All alone there' s no one you can tell. | |
Don' t you know, sometimes you' ve gotta open up, | |
And say what the hell. | |
chorus | |
Good love' s gone bad, and you' re feeling mad at yourself, | |
And at the world cus' no one cares. | |
You' re goin' down for the last time, sinkin' fast. | |
Drowning in all those despairs. | |
Cus' when you' ve been pushed and pulled and turned around, | |
Every single time, enough' s enough. | |
Don' t you take that shit, it' s time you leave it all behind. | |
chorus | |
Cus' when you' re feeling cold and empty, all alone, | |
And there' s no one you can tell, | |
Don' t you know sometimes you gotta open up | |
And just say, oh what the hell. | |
chorus |