| Song | LOVE |
| Artist | Sleater-Kinney |
| Album | The Center Won't Hold |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Sleater-Kinney |
| [00:01.000] | 作曲 : Sleater-Kinney |
| [00:05.655] | "Measles," said the city, came up in the void |
| [00:08.529] | Needed something sacred, wanted to destroy |
| [00:11.376] | Heard you in my headphones, slipped you my address |
| [00:14.328] | Call the doctor, dig me outta this mess |
| [00:17.280] | Tuned it down to C, turned the amp to 10 |
| [00:20.232] | A basement of our own, a mission to begin |
| [00:23.157] | You and me, strings and a melody |
| [00:26.109] | It took a little while, but now I see it's |
| [00:29.166] | Love |
| [00:34.939] | Love |
| [00:46.589] | Calling card is empty, sleepin' in the van |
| [00:49.646] | But things are lookin' better, we're only down a grand |
| [00:52.624] | Been to every state from New York to insane |
| [00:55.340] | If I turn up any louder, I won't know my own name |
| [00:58.371] | What's |
| [00:58.788] | Love |
| [01:04.431] | Love |
| [01:10.361] | We can be young, and we can be old |
| [01:13.182] | As long as we have each other to hold |
| [01:16.108] | And we can be rough, and we can be smooth |
| [01:19.086] | There's nothing to hide and nothing to prove |
| [01:22.090] | Love |
| [01:27.889] | Love |
| [01:33.793] | Tired of bein' told that this should be the end |
| [01:36.744] | But fighting is the fuel and anger is a friend |
| [01:39.670] | There's nothing more frightening and nothing more obscene |
| [01:42.465] | Than a well-worn body demanding to be seen |
| [01:45.286] | **** |
| [01:45.913] | Love |
| [01:51.556] | Love |
| [01:56.833] | Love, love, love |
| [02:00.255] | Love, love, love |
| [02:03.206] | Love, love, love |
| [02:06.158] | Love, love, love |
| [02:08.509] |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : SleaterKinney |
| [00:01.000] | zuo qu : SleaterKinney |
| [00:05.655] | " Measles," said the city, came up in the void |
| [00:08.529] | Needed something sacred, wanted to destroy |
| [00:11.376] | Heard you in my headphones, slipped you my address |
| [00:14.328] | Call the doctor, dig me outta this mess |
| [00:17.280] | Tuned it down to C, turned the amp to 10 |
| [00:20.232] | A basement of our own, a mission to begin |
| [00:23.157] | You and me, strings and a melody |
| [00:26.109] | It took a little while, but now I see it' s |
| [00:29.166] | Love |
| [00:34.939] | Love |
| [00:46.589] | Calling card is empty, sleepin' in the van |
| [00:49.646] | But things are lookin' better, we' re only down a grand |
| [00:52.624] | Been to every state from New York to insane |
| [00:55.340] | If I turn up any louder, I won' t know my own name |
| [00:58.371] | What' s |
| [00:58.788] | Love |
| [01:04.431] | Love |
| [01:10.361] | We can be young, and we can be old |
| [01:13.182] | As long as we have each other to hold |
| [01:16.108] | And we can be rough, and we can be smooth |
| [01:19.086] | There' s nothing to hide and nothing to prove |
| [01:22.090] | Love |
| [01:27.889] | Love |
| [01:33.793] | Tired of bein' told that this should be the end |
| [01:36.744] | But fighting is the fuel and anger is a friend |
| [01:39.670] | There' s nothing more frightening and nothing more obscene |
| [01:42.465] | Than a wellworn body demanding to be seen |
| [01:45.286] | |
| [01:45.913] | Love |
| [01:51.556] | Love |
| [01:56.833] | Love, love, love |
| [02:00.255] | Love, love, love |
| [02:03.206] | Love, love, love |
| [02:06.158] | Love, love, love |
| [02:08.509] |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : SleaterKinney |
| [00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : SleaterKinney |
| [00:05.655] | " Measles," said the city, came up in the void |
| [00:08.529] | Needed something sacred, wanted to destroy |
| [00:11.376] | Heard you in my headphones, slipped you my address |
| [00:14.328] | Call the doctor, dig me outta this mess |
| [00:17.280] | Tuned it down to C, turned the amp to 10 |
| [00:20.232] | A basement of our own, a mission to begin |
| [00:23.157] | You and me, strings and a melody |
| [00:26.109] | It took a little while, but now I see it' s |
| [00:29.166] | Love |
| [00:34.939] | Love |
| [00:46.589] | Calling card is empty, sleepin' in the van |
| [00:49.646] | But things are lookin' better, we' re only down a grand |
| [00:52.624] | Been to every state from New York to insane |
| [00:55.340] | If I turn up any louder, I won' t know my own name |
| [00:58.371] | What' s |
| [00:58.788] | Love |
| [01:04.431] | Love |
| [01:10.361] | We can be young, and we can be old |
| [01:13.182] | As long as we have each other to hold |
| [01:16.108] | And we can be rough, and we can be smooth |
| [01:19.086] | There' s nothing to hide and nothing to prove |
| [01:22.090] | Love |
| [01:27.889] | Love |
| [01:33.793] | Tired of bein' told that this should be the end |
| [01:36.744] | But fighting is the fuel and anger is a friend |
| [01:39.670] | There' s nothing more frightening and nothing more obscene |
| [01:42.465] | Than a wellworn body demanding to be seen |
| [01:45.286] | |
| [01:45.913] | Love |
| [01:51.556] | Love |
| [01:56.833] | Love, love, love |
| [02:00.255] | Love, love, love |
| [02:03.206] | Love, love, love |
| [02:06.158] | Love, love, love |
| [02:08.509] |