Song | The Sweet and Sour Speech |
Artist | Across Five Aprils |
Album | A Tragedy In Progress |
作曲 : Across Five Aprils | |
Roll down the windows, the | |
AC's busted. 12 hours from home and empty pockets. | |
We didn't get our guarantee, another show for free. | |
All for the sake of this rock and roll, yeah. | |
It's time to switch drivers. | |
My shift's over, | |
I've been driving for 8 hours. | |
It's all worth it when | |
I plug in and the lights dim. | |
The best 30 minutes of my life. | |
We'll always be there when the rubber hits the road. | |
Dedication never ending. 1 2 3 | |
Go. (undecipherable) | |
Broken sticks and broken strings, every night. | |
If that's the way it goes, it's alright. | |
A life composed of sticks and strings. | |
It's my release. | |
My dedication comes from within. | |
It's evident that this is my passion. | |
This is the end of everything that's ending, thing thats to say it. | |
Is this the death to everything that dies, thing thats to say it? | |
Is this the end to everything that dies, thing that dies? | |
The fire behind us burns inside my heart. | |
The fists may fly, but this stage is mine. | |
This stage is mine, yeah. | |
This stage is mine. | |
This stage is mine. | |
This stage is mine. |
zuò qǔ : Across Five Aprils | |
Roll down the windows, the | |
AC' s busted. 12 hours from home and empty pockets. | |
We didn' t get our guarantee, another show for free. | |
All for the sake of this rock and roll, yeah. | |
It' s time to switch drivers. | |
My shift' s over, | |
I' ve been driving for 8 hours. | |
It' s all worth it when | |
I plug in and the lights dim. | |
The best 30 minutes of my life. | |
We' ll always be there when the rubber hits the road. | |
Dedication never ending. 1 2 3 | |
Go. undecipherable | |
Broken sticks and broken strings, every night. | |
If that' s the way it goes, it' s alright. | |
A life composed of sticks and strings. | |
It' s my release. | |
My dedication comes from within. | |
It' s evident that this is my passion. | |
This is the end of everything that' s ending, thing thats to say it. | |
Is this the death to everything that dies, thing thats to say it? | |
Is this the end to everything that dies, thing that dies? | |
The fire behind us burns inside my heart. | |
The fists may fly, but this stage is mine. | |
This stage is mine, yeah. | |
This stage is mine. | |
This stage is mine. | |
This stage is mine. |