[00:00.00] | 作词 : Adams, Beck, Dust Brothers ... |
[00:21.35] | Spaceships can't tame the jungle |
[00:26.25] | |
[00:26.85] | And I feel like I'm giving in |
[00:33.02] | |
[00:34.21] | We've been driving through a desert |
[00:39.08] | |
[00:40.57] | Looking for a life to call our own |
[00:45.63] | I push, I pull |
[00:48.75] | The days go slow |
[00:51.87] | Into a void |
[00:55.42] | We filled with death |
[00:58.10] | |
[00:58.72] | A noise that laughs |
[01:01.34] | |
[01:01.91] | Falls off their maps |
[01:04.46] | |
[01:05.03] | All cured of pain |
[01:08.33] | And doubts in your |
[01:11.33] | Little brain |
[01:14.01] | |
[01:26.74] | Something's coming, sky is purple |
[01:31.57] | |
[01:32.69] | Dogs are hounding to themselves |
[01:38.00] | |
[01:39.62] | Days are changing with the weather |
[01:44.24] | |
[01:45.42] | Like a riptide come rip us away |
[01:51.23] | I push, I pull |
[01:53.91] | The days go slow |
[01:57.53] | Into a void |
[02:00.93] | We filled with death |
[02:04.05] | A noise that laughs |
[02:07.48] | Falls off thier maps |
[02:10.54] | All cured of pain |
[02:13.85] | And doubts in your |
[02:16.84] | Little brain |
[02:19.59] | |
[03:09.98] | I push, I pull |
[03:12.91] | The days go slow |
[03:15.66] | |
[03:16.22] | Into a void |
[03:18.99] | |
[03:19.62] | We filled with death |
[03:22.86] | A noise that laughs |
[03:25.48] | |
[03:26.04] | Falls off their maps |
[03:28.66] | |
[03:29.29] | All cured of pain |
[03:32.03] | |
[03:32.60] | And doubts in your |
[03:35.59] | Little brain |
[03:37.59] | END |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Adams, Beck, Dust Brothers ... |
[00:21.35] | Spaceships can' t tame the jungle |
[00:26.25] | |
[00:26.85] | And I feel like I' m giving in |
[00:33.02] | |
[00:34.21] | We' ve been driving through a desert |
[00:39.08] | |
[00:40.57] | Looking for a life to call our own |
[00:45.63] | I push, I pull |
[00:48.75] | The days go slow |
[00:51.87] | Into a void |
[00:55.42] | We filled with death |
[00:58.10] | |
[00:58.72] | A noise that laughs |
[01:01.34] | |
[01:01.91] | Falls off their maps |
[01:04.46] | |
[01:05.03] | All cured of pain |
[01:08.33] | And doubts in your |
[01:11.33] | Little brain |
[01:14.01] | |
[01:26.74] | Something' s coming, sky is purple |
[01:31.57] | |
[01:32.69] | Dogs are hounding to themselves |
[01:38.00] | |
[01:39.62] | Days are changing with the weather |
[01:44.24] | |
[01:45.42] | Like a riptide come rip us away |
[01:51.23] | I push, I pull |
[01:53.91] | The days go slow |
[01:57.53] | Into a void |
[02:00.93] | We filled with death |
[02:04.05] | A noise that laughs |
[02:07.48] | Falls off thier maps |
[02:10.54] | All cured of pain |
[02:13.85] | And doubts in your |
[02:16.84] | Little brain |
[02:19.59] | |
[03:09.98] | I push, I pull |
[03:12.91] | The days go slow |
[03:15.66] | |
[03:16.22] | Into a void |
[03:18.99] | |
[03:19.62] | We filled with death |
[03:22.86] | A noise that laughs |
[03:25.48] | |
[03:26.04] | Falls off their maps |
[03:28.66] | |
[03:29.29] | All cured of pain |
[03:32.03] | |
[03:32.60] | And doubts in your |
[03:35.59] | Little brain |
[03:37.59] | END |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Adams, Beck, Dust Brothers ... |
[00:21.35] | Spaceships can' t tame the jungle |
[00:26.25] | |
[00:26.85] | And I feel like I' m giving in |
[00:33.02] | |
[00:34.21] | We' ve been driving through a desert |
[00:39.08] | |
[00:40.57] | Looking for a life to call our own |
[00:45.63] | I push, I pull |
[00:48.75] | The days go slow |
[00:51.87] | Into a void |
[00:55.42] | We filled with death |
[00:58.10] | |
[00:58.72] | A noise that laughs |
[01:01.34] | |
[01:01.91] | Falls off their maps |
[01:04.46] | |
[01:05.03] | All cured of pain |
[01:08.33] | And doubts in your |
[01:11.33] | Little brain |
[01:14.01] | |
[01:26.74] | Something' s coming, sky is purple |
[01:31.57] | |
[01:32.69] | Dogs are hounding to themselves |
[01:38.00] | |
[01:39.62] | Days are changing with the weather |
[01:44.24] | |
[01:45.42] | Like a riptide come rip us away |
[01:51.23] | I push, I pull |
[01:53.91] | The days go slow |
[01:57.53] | Into a void |
[02:00.93] | We filled with death |
[02:04.05] | A noise that laughs |
[02:07.48] | Falls off thier maps |
[02:10.54] | All cured of pain |
[02:13.85] | And doubts in your |
[02:16.84] | Little brain |
[02:19.59] | |
[03:09.98] | I push, I pull |
[03:12.91] | The days go slow |
[03:15.66] | |
[03:16.22] | Into a void |
[03:18.99] | |
[03:19.62] | We filled with death |
[03:22.86] | A noise that laughs |
[03:25.48] | |
[03:26.04] | Falls off their maps |
[03:28.66] | |
[03:29.29] | All cured of pain |
[03:32.03] | |
[03:32.60] | And doubts in your |
[03:35.59] | Little brain |
[03:37.59] | END |