Song | Hold on Tightly, Let Go Lightly |
Artist | Boys Night Out |
Album | Make Yourself Sick |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Boys Night Out, Davis ... | |
When you're left with only a bullet, | |
I'll bring the trigger with the promise to pull it. | |
I'll be the end of everyone who's ever entered your life | |
and taken peices out of it | |
I'll give you enough time to regain yor composure... | |
to reconstruct a heart that's torn apart from over-exposure | |
I know forever isn't long enough to forget the faces and places | |
that played out your tragedy | |
Our memory defeats us all | |
I've touched this stagnant water and muddy walls of the trench | |
where you've been sleeping | |
and there's nothing there worth keeping or beleiving | |
So on the eve of the attack | |
we'll finger-trace the targets | |
on their backs and open fire, | |
just hold on until they're gone | |
so with this kiss i promise to | |
never forget what you did for me | |
I felt the sun on my face for the first time | |
and tasted blood on my tongue for the last |
zuo qu : Boys Night Out, Davis ... | |
When you' re left with only a bullet, | |
I' ll bring the trigger with the promise to pull it. | |
I' ll be the end of everyone who' s ever entered your life | |
and taken peices out of it | |
I' ll give you enough time to regain yor composure... | |
to reconstruct a heart that' s torn apart from overexposure | |
I know forever isn' t long enough to forget the faces and places | |
that played out your tragedy | |
Our memory defeats us all | |
I' ve touched this stagnant water and muddy walls of the trench | |
where you' ve been sleeping | |
and there' s nothing there worth keeping or beleiving | |
So on the eve of the attack | |
we' ll fingertrace the targets | |
on their backs and open fire, | |
just hold on until they' re gone | |
so with this kiss i promise to | |
never forget what you did for me | |
I felt the sun on my face for the first time | |
and tasted blood on my tongue for the last |
zuò qǔ : Boys Night Out, Davis ... | |
When you' re left with only a bullet, | |
I' ll bring the trigger with the promise to pull it. | |
I' ll be the end of everyone who' s ever entered your life | |
and taken peices out of it | |
I' ll give you enough time to regain yor composure... | |
to reconstruct a heart that' s torn apart from overexposure | |
I know forever isn' t long enough to forget the faces and places | |
that played out your tragedy | |
Our memory defeats us all | |
I' ve touched this stagnant water and muddy walls of the trench | |
where you' ve been sleeping | |
and there' s nothing there worth keeping or beleiving | |
So on the eve of the attack | |
we' ll fingertrace the targets | |
on their backs and open fire, | |
just hold on until they' re gone | |
so with this kiss i promise to | |
never forget what you did for me | |
I felt the sun on my face for the first time | |
and tasted blood on my tongue for the last |