| Song | The City That Reads |
| Artist | The Graduate |
| Album | Anhedonia |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Warning | |
| Baltimore is quiet and cold | |
| There's no ship in the bay to take me back home | |
| In time for the holiday | |
| So December never ends | |
| You come here instead | |
| I've got gifts and food and friends | |
| Plenty of room in my bed | |
| Oh, you can help me mend | |
| So here's to being alone | |
| To anyone on their own | |
| If anyone's listening | |
| Think of me when | |
| I'm gone It's not going to hurt for long | |
| And you can just forget | |
| And I can live without regret | |
| Baltimore is quiet and cold | |
| So I walk down to the bay | |
| Where everyone's gone inside for the holiday | |
| Oh, December never ends | |
| So will you make up your mind | |
| Over time | |
| I've found a piece of me | |
| Somewhere on these empty streets | |
| That I could never bring myself to leave | |
| So here's to being alone | |
| To anyone on their own | |
| If anyone's listening | |
| Think of me when | |
| I'm gone It's not going to hurt for long | |
| And you can just forget | |
| When I return to you at last | |
| Surprise me in red and black | |
| Oh no, you never ever give in | |
| Never give in | |
| When you smile there's a certain line | |
| Of muscles strained from front to back | |
| So I'll do anything to get me right back home | |
| So here's to being alone | |
| To anyone on their own | |
| If anyone's listening | |
| Think of me when | |
| I'm gone It's not going to hurt for long | |
| So here's to being alone | |
| To anyone on their own | |
| If anyone's listening | |
| Think of me when | |
| I'm gone It's not going to hurt for long | |
| And you can just forget | |
| And I can live without regret |
| zuo qu : Warning | |
| Baltimore is quiet and cold | |
| There' s no ship in the bay to take me back home | |
| In time for the holiday | |
| So December never ends | |
| You come here instead | |
| I' ve got gifts and food and friends | |
| Plenty of room in my bed | |
| Oh, you can help me mend | |
| So here' s to being alone | |
| To anyone on their own | |
| If anyone' s listening | |
| Think of me when | |
| I' m gone It' s not going to hurt for long | |
| And you can just forget | |
| And I can live without regret | |
| Baltimore is quiet and cold | |
| So I walk down to the bay | |
| Where everyone' s gone inside for the holiday | |
| Oh, December never ends | |
| So will you make up your mind | |
| Over time | |
| I' ve found a piece of me | |
| Somewhere on these empty streets | |
| That I could never bring myself to leave | |
| So here' s to being alone | |
| To anyone on their own | |
| If anyone' s listening | |
| Think of me when | |
| I' m gone It' s not going to hurt for long | |
| And you can just forget | |
| When I return to you at last | |
| Surprise me in red and black | |
| Oh no, you never ever give in | |
| Never give in | |
| When you smile there' s a certain line | |
| Of muscles strained from front to back | |
| So I' ll do anything to get me right back home | |
| So here' s to being alone | |
| To anyone on their own | |
| If anyone' s listening | |
| Think of me when | |
| I' m gone It' s not going to hurt for long | |
| So here' s to being alone | |
| To anyone on their own | |
| If anyone' s listening | |
| Think of me when | |
| I' m gone It' s not going to hurt for long | |
| And you can just forget | |
| And I can live without regret |
| zuò qǔ : Warning | |
| Baltimore is quiet and cold | |
| There' s no ship in the bay to take me back home | |
| In time for the holiday | |
| So December never ends | |
| You come here instead | |
| I' ve got gifts and food and friends | |
| Plenty of room in my bed | |
| Oh, you can help me mend | |
| So here' s to being alone | |
| To anyone on their own | |
| If anyone' s listening | |
| Think of me when | |
| I' m gone It' s not going to hurt for long | |
| And you can just forget | |
| And I can live without regret | |
| Baltimore is quiet and cold | |
| So I walk down to the bay | |
| Where everyone' s gone inside for the holiday | |
| Oh, December never ends | |
| So will you make up your mind | |
| Over time | |
| I' ve found a piece of me | |
| Somewhere on these empty streets | |
| That I could never bring myself to leave | |
| So here' s to being alone | |
| To anyone on their own | |
| If anyone' s listening | |
| Think of me when | |
| I' m gone It' s not going to hurt for long | |
| And you can just forget | |
| When I return to you at last | |
| Surprise me in red and black | |
| Oh no, you never ever give in | |
| Never give in | |
| When you smile there' s a certain line | |
| Of muscles strained from front to back | |
| So I' ll do anything to get me right back home | |
| So here' s to being alone | |
| To anyone on their own | |
| If anyone' s listening | |
| Think of me when | |
| I' m gone It' s not going to hurt for long | |
| So here' s to being alone | |
| To anyone on their own | |
| If anyone' s listening | |
| Think of me when | |
| I' m gone It' s not going to hurt for long | |
| And you can just forget | |
| And I can live without regret |