Past the Past Lyrics

	作词 : Littleton
	After you gave up on the world
	For the first time I understood
	Your words were as good to me as gold
	But it's all getting old already
	I care about what you see
	Even though you try to take the best of me apart
	And punish me for trying
	I watched you hit the ground
	With the luckiest smile around
	With your stupid guile and your chain
	I couldn't have missed you hailing cabs in the rain
	I care about what you see
	Even though you try to take the best of me apart
	And punish me trying
	Everyday the nausea hits you
	You face the mirror
	Wonder if you'll ever get out of here
	We'll never get past the past
	Staring a hole through the bottom of a dirty shot glass
	I listen well to your rage
	And search your face for a spark
	For something shimmering in the dark

	zuo ci : Littleton
	After you gave up on the world
	For the first time I understood
	Your words were as good to me as gold
	But it' s all getting old already
	I care about what you see
	Even though you try to take the best of me apart
	And punish me for trying
	I watched you hit the ground
	With the luckiest smile around
	With your stupid guile and your chain
	I couldn' t have missed you hailing cabs in the rain
	I care about what you see
	Even though you try to take the best of me apart
	And punish me trying
	Everyday the nausea hits you
	You face the mirror
	Wonder if you' ll ever get out of here
	We' ll never get past the past
	Staring a hole through the bottom of a dirty shot glass
	I listen well to your rage
	And search your face for a spark
	For something shimmering in the dark

	zuò cí : Littleton
	After you gave up on the world
	For the first time I understood
	Your words were as good to me as gold
	But it' s all getting old already
	I care about what you see
	Even though you try to take the best of me apart
	And punish me for trying
	I watched you hit the ground
	With the luckiest smile around
	With your stupid guile and your chain
	I couldn' t have missed you hailing cabs in the rain
	I care about what you see
	Even though you try to take the best of me apart
	And punish me trying
	Everyday the nausea hits you
	You face the mirror
	Wonder if you' ll ever get out of here
	We' ll never get past the past
	Staring a hole through the bottom of a dirty shot glass
	I listen well to your rage
	And search your face for a spark
	For something shimmering in the dark

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