Song | DLZ |
Artist | TV on the Radio |
Album | Dear Science, |
[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Adebimpe |
[00:22.93] | Congratulations on the mess you made of things; |
[00:28.54] | On trying to reconstruct the air and all that brings. |
[00:33.81] | And oxidation is the compromise you own |
[00:38.57] | But this is beginning to feel like the dog wants her bones saved |
[00:44.64] | |
[00:45.27] | lalalala.... |
[01:05.92] | |
[01:06.75] | You force your fire then you falsify your deeds |
[01:12.18] | Your methods dot the disconnect from all your creeds |
[01:17.52] | And fortune strives to fill the vacuum that it feeds |
[01:22.32] | But this is beginning to feel like the dog's lost her lead saved |
[01:27.01] | |
[01:28.93] | lalalala.... |
[01:49.25] | |
[01:50.23] | This is beginning to feel like the long |
[01:52.98] | winded blues of the never |
[01:55.98] | This is beginning to feel like it's curling up slowly |
[01:59.05] | and finding a throat to choke |
[02:01.21] | |
[02:01.59] | This is beginning to feel like the long |
[02:03.85] | winded blues of the never |
[02:06.91] | Barely controlled locomotive consuming the picture |
[02:10.00] | and blowing the crows, the smoke |
[02:12.14] | |
[02:12.53] | This is beginning to feel like the long |
[02:14.71] | winded blues of the never |
[02:17.70] | Static eplosion devoted to crushing the broken |
[02:20.25] | and shoving their souls to ghost |
[02:22.95] | |
[02:23.32] | Eternalised. Objectified. |
[02:25.69] | You set your sights so high. |
[02:28.42] | But this is beginning to feel like |
[02:30.50] | the bolt busted loose from the lever |
[02:33.45] | |
[02:34.19] | Never mind |
[02:35.59] | Death professor |
[02:36.88] | Your structure's fine |
[02:37.97] | My dust is better |
[02:39.24] | Your victim flies so high |
[02:41.77] | All to catch a bird's eye view of who's next |
[02:44.66] | |
[02:45.05] | Never you mind |
[02:46.23] | Death professor. |
[02:47.76] | Love is life, |
[02:48.91] | My love is better. |
[02:50.14] | Your victim flies so high |
[02:52.81] | Eyes could be the diamonds |
[02:54.00] | Confused with who's next |
[02:55.82] | |
[02:56.20] | Never you mind |
[02:57.27] | Death professor. |
[02:58.42] | Your shocks are fine, |
[02:59.76] | My struts are better. |
[03:01.05] | Your fiction flies so high, |
[03:03.42] | Y'all could use a doctor |
[03:04.73] | Who's sick, who's next? |
[03:06.78] | |
[03:07.15] | Never you mind |
[03:08.09] | Death professor. |
[03:09.47] | Electrified, my love is better |
[03:12.02] | It's crystallized, so'm I. |
[03:14.52] | All could be the diamond |
[03:16.25] | Fused with who's next |
[03:17.83] | |
[03:18.58] | This is beginning to feel like the dawn of a loser forever |
[03:23.28] | This is beginning to feel like the dawn of a loser forever |
[03:28.55] | This is beginning to feel like the dawn of a loser forever |
[03:33.69] | This is beginning to feel like the dawn of a loser forever |
[03:39.12] | |
[03:39.56] | |
[03:47.80] |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Adebimpe |
[00:22.93] | Congratulations on the mess you made of things |
[00:28.54] | On trying to reconstruct the air and all that brings. |
[00:33.81] | And oxidation is the compromise you own |
[00:38.57] | But this is beginning to feel like the dog wants her bones saved |
[00:44.64] | |
[00:45.27] | lalalala.... |
[01:05.92] | |
[01:06.75] | You force your fire then you falsify your deeds |
[01:12.18] | Your methods dot the disconnect from all your creeds |
[01:17.52] | And fortune strives to fill the vacuum that it feeds |
[01:22.32] | But this is beginning to feel like the dog' s lost her lead saved |
[01:27.01] | |
[01:28.93] | lalalala.... |
[01:49.25] | |
[01:50.23] | This is beginning to feel like the long |
[01:52.98] | winded blues of the never |
[01:55.98] | This is beginning to feel like it' s curling up slowly |
[01:59.05] | and finding a throat to choke |
[02:01.21] | |
[02:01.59] | This is beginning to feel like the long |
[02:03.85] | winded blues of the never |
[02:06.91] | Barely controlled locomotive consuming the picture |
[02:10.00] | and blowing the crows, the smoke |
[02:12.14] | |
[02:12.53] | This is beginning to feel like the long |
[02:14.71] | winded blues of the never |
[02:17.70] | Static eplosion devoted to crushing the broken |
[02:20.25] | and shoving their souls to ghost |
[02:22.95] | |
[02:23.32] | Eternalised. Objectified. |
[02:25.69] | You set your sights so high. |
[02:28.42] | But this is beginning to feel like |
[02:30.50] | the bolt busted loose from the lever |
[02:33.45] | |
[02:34.19] | Never mind |
[02:35.59] | Death professor |
[02:36.88] | Your structure' s fine |
[02:37.97] | My dust is better |
[02:39.24] | Your victim flies so high |
[02:41.77] | All to catch a bird' s eye view of who' s next |
[02:44.66] | |
[02:45.05] | Never you mind |
[02:46.23] | Death professor. |
[02:47.76] | Love is life, |
[02:48.91] | My love is better. |
[02:50.14] | Your victim flies so high |
[02:52.81] | Eyes could be the diamonds |
[02:54.00] | Confused with who' s next |
[02:55.82] | |
[02:56.20] | Never you mind |
[02:57.27] | Death professor. |
[02:58.42] | Your shocks are fine, |
[02:59.76] | My struts are better. |
[03:01.05] | Your fiction flies so high, |
[03:03.42] | Y' all could use a doctor |
[03:04.73] | Who' s sick, who' s next? |
[03:06.78] | |
[03:07.15] | Never you mind |
[03:08.09] | Death professor. |
[03:09.47] | Electrified, my love is better |
[03:12.02] | It' s crystallized, so' m I. |
[03:14.52] | All could be the diamond |
[03:16.25] | Fused with who' s next |
[03:17.83] | |
[03:18.58] | This is beginning to feel like the dawn of a loser forever |
[03:23.28] | This is beginning to feel like the dawn of a loser forever |
[03:28.55] | This is beginning to feel like the dawn of a loser forever |
[03:33.69] | This is beginning to feel like the dawn of a loser forever |
[03:39.12] | |
[03:39.56] | |
[03:47.80] |