Song | Saco Boys Have No Class |
Artist | Sparks the Rescue |
Album | Eyes To The Sun |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : O'Connell, Roy ... | |
If this is perfect, | |
Well then lets end 'this' before it starts | |
We are not pictures, no | |
This couldn't last forever | |
And over time | |
All the colors fade away | |
We cut and paste the words | |
We cannot dare to say | |
I've got this new game | |
Where I walk to your house | |
And when my legs give | |
Then I'll drag myself down | |
To these state lines | |
'Cause we're so far now | |
This isn't desperate | |
This isn't desperate for me | |
So tonight, yeah | |
I'm miles away from your town | |
But I'll grow wings and I'll fly down | |
'Cause it's me and my face versus this wind | |
And I swear to god I'll make you mine again | |
I've got this new game | |
Where I walk to your house | |
And when my legs give | |
Then I'll drag myself down | |
To these state lines | |
'Cause we're so far now | |
This isn't desperate | |
This isn't desperate for me | |
So lets | |
Drop our guns and drop our guards | |
We'll forget every note | |
That we wrote to this song | |
I'm miles from your town | |
But I'll grow wings and I'll fly down | |
'Cause its me and my face versus this wind | |
And I swear to god I'll make you mine again | |
I've got this new game | |
Where I walk to your house | |
And when my legs give | |
Then I'll drag myself down | |
To these state lines | |
'Cause we're so far now | |
This isn't desperate | |
This isn't desperate for | |
I've got this new game (I've got this new game) | |
Where I walk to your house (No sex) | |
And when my legs give (No drugs) | |
Then I'll drag myself down (No rock'n'roll) | |
To these state lines | |
'Cause we're so far now (No sex) | |
This isn't desperate (No drugs) | |
This isn't desperate for me (No rock'n'roll) |
zuo qu : O' Connell, Roy ... | |
If this is perfect, | |
Well then lets end ' this' before it starts | |
We are not pictures, no | |
This couldn' t last forever | |
And over time | |
All the colors fade away | |
We cut and paste the words | |
We cannot dare to say | |
I' ve got this new game | |
Where I walk to your house | |
And when my legs give | |
Then I' ll drag myself down | |
To these state lines | |
' Cause we' re so far now | |
This isn' t desperate | |
This isn' t desperate for me | |
So tonight, yeah | |
I' m miles away from your town | |
But I' ll grow wings and I' ll fly down | |
' Cause it' s me and my face versus this wind | |
And I swear to god I' ll make you mine again | |
I' ve got this new game | |
Where I walk to your house | |
And when my legs give | |
Then I' ll drag myself down | |
To these state lines | |
' Cause we' re so far now | |
This isn' t desperate | |
This isn' t desperate for me | |
So lets | |
Drop our guns and drop our guards | |
We' ll forget every note | |
That we wrote to this song | |
I' m miles from your town | |
But I' ll grow wings and I' ll fly down | |
' Cause its me and my face versus this wind | |
And I swear to god I' ll make you mine again | |
I' ve got this new game | |
Where I walk to your house | |
And when my legs give | |
Then I' ll drag myself down | |
To these state lines | |
' Cause we' re so far now | |
This isn' t desperate | |
This isn' t desperate for | |
I' ve got this new game I' ve got this new game | |
Where I walk to your house No sex | |
And when my legs give No drugs | |
Then I' ll drag myself down No rock' n' roll | |
To these state lines | |
' Cause we' re so far now No sex | |
This isn' t desperate No drugs | |
This isn' t desperate for me No rock' n' roll |
zuò qǔ : O' Connell, Roy ... | |
If this is perfect, | |
Well then lets end ' this' before it starts | |
We are not pictures, no | |
This couldn' t last forever | |
And over time | |
All the colors fade away | |
We cut and paste the words | |
We cannot dare to say | |
I' ve got this new game | |
Where I walk to your house | |
And when my legs give | |
Then I' ll drag myself down | |
To these state lines | |
' Cause we' re so far now | |
This isn' t desperate | |
This isn' t desperate for me | |
So tonight, yeah | |
I' m miles away from your town | |
But I' ll grow wings and I' ll fly down | |
' Cause it' s me and my face versus this wind | |
And I swear to god I' ll make you mine again | |
I' ve got this new game | |
Where I walk to your house | |
And when my legs give | |
Then I' ll drag myself down | |
To these state lines | |
' Cause we' re so far now | |
This isn' t desperate | |
This isn' t desperate for me | |
So lets | |
Drop our guns and drop our guards | |
We' ll forget every note | |
That we wrote to this song | |
I' m miles from your town | |
But I' ll grow wings and I' ll fly down | |
' Cause its me and my face versus this wind | |
And I swear to god I' ll make you mine again | |
I' ve got this new game | |
Where I walk to your house | |
And when my legs give | |
Then I' ll drag myself down | |
To these state lines | |
' Cause we' re so far now | |
This isn' t desperate | |
This isn' t desperate for | |
I' ve got this new game I' ve got this new game | |
Where I walk to your house No sex | |
And when my legs give No drugs | |
Then I' ll drag myself down No rock' n' roll | |
To these state lines | |
' Cause we' re so far now No sex | |
This isn' t desperate No drugs | |
This isn' t desperate for me No rock' n' roll |