| Song | St. Petersburg |
| Artist | Dartz! |
| Album | St. Petersburg |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Philip J. Maughan |
| [00:01.00] | 作曲 : Dartz! |
| [00:24.39] | It's my turn |
| [00:26.97] | It's your turn |
| [00:28.29] | It's my turn |
| [00:29.22] | Time to leave |
| [00:29.49] | Take a bag |
| [00:32.55] | And pack it neat |
| [00:35.88] | I've got no future so I'm marching East |
| [00:42.00] | Corpses in cardboard boxes |
| [00:42.81] | A mystery to the world |
| [01:02.85] | It's my turn |
| [01:04.86] | It's your turn |
| [01:06.66] | It's my turn |
| [01:07.62] | Time to leave |
| [01:07.89] | Take a bag |
| [01:12.48] | And pack it neat |
| [01:14.34] | I've got no future so I'm marching East |
| [01:19.02] | Corpses in cardboard boxes |
| [01:21.06] | A mystery to the world |
| [01:24.63] | I don't feel exalted driving Japanese cars |
| [01:30.57] | And I don't see the value |
| [01:31.08] | Of losing paths like well-made rafts |
| [01:33.69] | It's not enough to cling to |
| [01:35.49] | Something I was driving haunts my recollection |
| [01:39.45] | And my frozen face |
| [01:41.22] | It warrents your affection |
| [01:42.33] | And I hate the fact |
| [01:46.38] | I always hate the fact |
| [01:48.42] | I'd like a room in St. Petersburg |
| [01:51.00] | With rotting walls and character |
| [01:54.00] | Where I can hide from strangers' eyes |
| [01:57.87] | And be a mystery to the world |
| [02:03.72] | And be a mystery to the world |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Philip J. Maughan |
| [00:01.00] | zuo qu : Dartz! |
| [00:24.39] | It' s my turn |
| [00:26.97] | It' s your turn |
| [00:28.29] | It' s my turn |
| [00:29.22] | Time to leave |
| [00:29.49] | Take a bag |
| [00:32.55] | And pack it neat |
| [00:35.88] | I' ve got no future so I' m marching East |
| [00:42.00] | Corpses in cardboard boxes |
| [00:42.81] | A mystery to the world |
| [01:02.85] | It' s my turn |
| [01:04.86] | It' s your turn |
| [01:06.66] | It' s my turn |
| [01:07.62] | Time to leave |
| [01:07.89] | Take a bag |
| [01:12.48] | And pack it neat |
| [01:14.34] | I' ve got no future so I' m marching East |
| [01:19.02] | Corpses in cardboard boxes |
| [01:21.06] | A mystery to the world |
| [01:24.63] | I don' t feel exalted driving Japanese cars |
| [01:30.57] | And I don' t see the value |
| [01:31.08] | Of losing paths like wellmade rafts |
| [01:33.69] | It' s not enough to cling to |
| [01:35.49] | Something I was driving haunts my recollection |
| [01:39.45] | And my frozen face |
| [01:41.22] | It warrents your affection |
| [01:42.33] | And I hate the fact |
| [01:46.38] | I always hate the fact |
| [01:48.42] | I' d like a room in St. Petersburg |
| [01:51.00] | With rotting walls and character |
| [01:54.00] | Where I can hide from strangers' eyes |
| [01:57.87] | And be a mystery to the world |
| [02:03.72] | And be a mystery to the world |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Philip J. Maughan |
| [00:01.00] | zuò qǔ : Dartz! |
| [00:24.39] | It' s my turn |
| [00:26.97] | It' s your turn |
| [00:28.29] | It' s my turn |
| [00:29.22] | Time to leave |
| [00:29.49] | Take a bag |
| [00:32.55] | And pack it neat |
| [00:35.88] | I' ve got no future so I' m marching East |
| [00:42.00] | Corpses in cardboard boxes |
| [00:42.81] | A mystery to the world |
| [01:02.85] | It' s my turn |
| [01:04.86] | It' s your turn |
| [01:06.66] | It' s my turn |
| [01:07.62] | Time to leave |
| [01:07.89] | Take a bag |
| [01:12.48] | And pack it neat |
| [01:14.34] | I' ve got no future so I' m marching East |
| [01:19.02] | Corpses in cardboard boxes |
| [01:21.06] | A mystery to the world |
| [01:24.63] | I don' t feel exalted driving Japanese cars |
| [01:30.57] | And I don' t see the value |
| [01:31.08] | Of losing paths like wellmade rafts |
| [01:33.69] | It' s not enough to cling to |
| [01:35.49] | Something I was driving haunts my recollection |
| [01:39.45] | And my frozen face |
| [01:41.22] | It warrents your affection |
| [01:42.33] | And I hate the fact |
| [01:46.38] | I always hate the fact |
| [01:48.42] | I' d like a room in St. Petersburg |
| [01:51.00] | With rotting walls and character |
| [01:54.00] | Where I can hide from strangers' eyes |
| [01:57.87] | And be a mystery to the world |
| [02:03.72] | And be a mystery to the world |