Song | Halley's Comet |
Artist | Unlike Pluto |
Album | Pluto Tapes: Volume 2 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.000] | 作曲 : Christopher Douglas Youngblood/Armond Arabshahi |
[00:05.38] | Haley was a special girl |
[00:08.63] | Writer like Kurt, style like Amy, it's her world |
[00:14.40] | Burning brighter than the sun |
[00:18.39] | But it ain't long before she burns up |
[00:23.44] | What can I say, yeah she lived too much |
[00:26.93] | In her last days, she was always drunk |
[00:29.19] | Trying to hide from all the lights |
[00:33.75] | Did too much yae, and she lost her mind |
[00:36.46] | But when the lights fade and her skin turns ice |
[00:38.83] | She never thought it'd take her life |
[00:42.80] | The fury and the life from your path had to go to waste |
[00:47.43] | Lucky that I was even here to see |
[00:52.95] | |
[01:05.15] | Haley always wore a smile |
[01:08.80] | Til she got home, crack a new bottle for herself |
[01:13.88] | She writes better with a buzz |
[01:18.42] | Couple of hours later she'll throw up hits |
[01:23.08] | Her ideas spread all over the floor |
[01:26.83] | Suits mop it up and take what they want |
[01:29.15] | Ignoring how she even got there |
[01:34.11] | When she wakes up in a blurry haze |
[01:36.38] | In a new city and a new place |
[01:38.78] | Where she can do it all again |
[01:42.81] | The fury and the life from your path had to go to waste |
[01:47.31] | Lucky that I was even here to see |
[01:52.95] | |
[02:21.53] | Maybe she ain't built to last |
[02:26.21] | But she left a mark on all she passed |
[02:30.85] | Something so rare and beautiful |
[02:36.21] | Like a comet, a sight you can't hold |
[02:41.54] |
[00:00.000] | zuo qu : Christopher Douglas Youngblood Armond Arabshahi |
[00:05.38] | Haley was a special girl |
[00:08.63] | Writer like Kurt, style like Amy, it' s her world |
[00:14.40] | Burning brighter than the sun |
[00:18.39] | But it ain' t long before she burns up |
[00:23.44] | What can I say, yeah she lived too much |
[00:26.93] | In her last days, she was always drunk |
[00:29.19] | Trying to hide from all the lights |
[00:33.75] | Did too much yae, and she lost her mind |
[00:36.46] | But when the lights fade and her skin turns ice |
[00:38.83] | She never thought it' d take her life |
[00:42.80] | The fury and the life from your path had to go to waste |
[00:47.43] | Lucky that I was even here to see |
[00:52.95] | |
[01:05.15] | Haley always wore a smile |
[01:08.80] | Til she got home, crack a new bottle for herself |
[01:13.88] | She writes better with a buzz |
[01:18.42] | Couple of hours later she' ll throw up hits |
[01:23.08] | Her ideas spread all over the floor |
[01:26.83] | Suits mop it up and take what they want |
[01:29.15] | Ignoring how she even got there |
[01:34.11] | When she wakes up in a blurry haze |
[01:36.38] | In a new city and a new place |
[01:38.78] | Where she can do it all again |
[01:42.81] | The fury and the life from your path had to go to waste |
[01:47.31] | Lucky that I was even here to see |
[01:52.95] | |
[02:21.53] | Maybe she ain' t built to last |
[02:26.21] | But she left a mark on all she passed |
[02:30.85] | Something so rare and beautiful |
[02:36.21] | Like a comet, a sight you can' t hold |
[02:41.54] |
[00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Christopher Douglas Youngblood Armond Arabshahi |
[00:05.38] | Haley was a special girl |
[00:08.63] | Writer like Kurt, style like Amy, it' s her world |
[00:14.40] | Burning brighter than the sun |
[00:18.39] | But it ain' t long before she burns up |
[00:23.44] | What can I say, yeah she lived too much |
[00:26.93] | In her last days, she was always drunk |
[00:29.19] | Trying to hide from all the lights |
[00:33.75] | Did too much yae, and she lost her mind |
[00:36.46] | But when the lights fade and her skin turns ice |
[00:38.83] | She never thought it' d take her life |
[00:42.80] | The fury and the life from your path had to go to waste |
[00:47.43] | Lucky that I was even here to see |
[00:52.95] | |
[01:05.15] | Haley always wore a smile |
[01:08.80] | Til she got home, crack a new bottle for herself |
[01:13.88] | She writes better with a buzz |
[01:18.42] | Couple of hours later she' ll throw up hits |
[01:23.08] | Her ideas spread all over the floor |
[01:26.83] | Suits mop it up and take what they want |
[01:29.15] | Ignoring how she even got there |
[01:34.11] | When she wakes up in a blurry haze |
[01:36.38] | In a new city and a new place |
[01:38.78] | Where she can do it all again |
[01:42.81] | The fury and the life from your path had to go to waste |
[01:47.31] | Lucky that I was even here to see |
[01:52.95] | |
[02:21.53] | Maybe she ain' t built to last |
[02:26.21] | But she left a mark on all she passed |
[02:30.85] | Something so rare and beautiful |
[02:36.21] | Like a comet, a sight you can' t hold |
[02:41.54] |