Song | American Blues |
Artist | Sparks the Rescue |
Album | Eyes To The Sun |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : McAllister, Roy ... | |
And to never see your face again | |
Read the omens or face consequences | |
That trigger disaster in the blink of an eye | |
I spy a tidal wave, head for the hills and pray that we survive | |
Your hands are red, Your lies are white | |
My tongue is tied | |
Another classic case of the American blues | |
Your fiction spread, your twisting lines | |
Now write it down | |
Another classic crime and are you wrongfully accused? | |
I’m throwing coins, my wishes never came | |
So many coins darling, but who’s to blame | |
I’d make them all mine in the blink of an eye | |
She sighs, you’ll be sorry running back to me when karma comes your way | |
Your hands are red, Your lies are white | |
My tongue is tied | |
Another classic case of the American blues | |
Your fiction spread, your twisting lines | |
Now write it down | |
Another classic crime and are you wrongfully accused? | |
Are we damned or just terrified | |
to watch this world turn over and die? | |
Your hands are red, Your lies are white | |
My tongue is tied | |
Another classic case of the American blues | |
Your fiction spread, your twisting lines | |
Now write it down | |
Another classic crime and are you wrongfully accused? | |
I’ve got this, you’ve got this | |
Classic case of American blues |
zuo qu : McAllister, Roy ... | |
And to never see your face again | |
Read the omens or face consequences | |
That trigger disaster in the blink of an eye | |
I spy a tidal wave, head for the hills and pray that we survive | |
Your hands are red, Your lies are white | |
My tongue is tied | |
Another classic case of the American blues | |
Your fiction spread, your twisting lines | |
Now write it down | |
Another classic crime and are you wrongfully accused? | |
I' m throwing coins, my wishes never came | |
So many coins darling, but who' s to blame | |
I' d make them all mine in the blink of an eye | |
She sighs, you' ll be sorry running back to me when karma comes your way | |
Your hands are red, Your lies are white | |
My tongue is tied | |
Another classic case of the American blues | |
Your fiction spread, your twisting lines | |
Now write it down | |
Another classic crime and are you wrongfully accused? | |
Are we damned or just terrified | |
to watch this world turn over and die? | |
Your hands are red, Your lies are white | |
My tongue is tied | |
Another classic case of the American blues | |
Your fiction spread, your twisting lines | |
Now write it down | |
Another classic crime and are you wrongfully accused? | |
I' ve got this, you' ve got this | |
Classic case of American blues |
zuò qǔ : McAllister, Roy ... | |
And to never see your face again | |
Read the omens or face consequences | |
That trigger disaster in the blink of an eye | |
I spy a tidal wave, head for the hills and pray that we survive | |
Your hands are red, Your lies are white | |
My tongue is tied | |
Another classic case of the American blues | |
Your fiction spread, your twisting lines | |
Now write it down | |
Another classic crime and are you wrongfully accused? | |
I' m throwing coins, my wishes never came | |
So many coins darling, but who' s to blame | |
I' d make them all mine in the blink of an eye | |
She sighs, you' ll be sorry running back to me when karma comes your way | |
Your hands are red, Your lies are white | |
My tongue is tied | |
Another classic case of the American blues | |
Your fiction spread, your twisting lines | |
Now write it down | |
Another classic crime and are you wrongfully accused? | |
Are we damned or just terrified | |
to watch this world turn over and die? | |
Your hands are red, Your lies are white | |
My tongue is tied | |
Another classic case of the American blues | |
Your fiction spread, your twisting lines | |
Now write it down | |
Another classic crime and are you wrongfully accused? | |
I' ve got this, you' ve got this | |
Classic case of American blues |