Song | Behind Closed Doors |
Artist | Rise Against |
Album | The Sufferer & The Witness |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作曲 : McIlrath, Rise Against |
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[00:00.730] | Chairs thrown and tables toppled' |
[00:01.000] | |
[00:03.200] | Hands armed with broken bottles' |
[00:05.560] | Standing no chance to win but' |
[00:07.820] | We're not running' we're not running. |
[00:09.830] | |
[00:20.780] | There's a point I think we're missing' |
[00:23.000] | It's in the air we raise our fists in' |
[00:25.350] | In the smiles we cast each other' |
[00:27.690] | My sister' my brother. |
[00:30.040] | |
[00:30.430] | About the time we gave up hope and |
[00:32.710] | We never find these locks still open' |
[00:35.060] | Stumbling on stones unturned' |
[00:37.240] | The hurt we feel' we all have found. |
[00:39.270] | |
[00:43.570] | The lives we've lost in such a change' |
[00:46.790] | but all they see is treason |
[00:50.250] | |
[00:50.930] | |
[00:52.440] | Although we have no obligation to stay alive |
[00:57.580] | On broken backs we beg for mercy' we will survive |
[01:02.260] | (Break out) I won't be left here |
[01:05.390] | Behind closed doors. |
[01:10.480] | |
[01:10.790] | Bonfires burn like beacons' |
[01:13.090] | Guiding the lost and weakened. |
[01:14.440] | Flames dance on crashing waves' |
[01:16.710] | Guiding ships who've gone a stray |
[01:19.100] | |
[01:19.620] | Time out' let's stop and think this through' |
[01:22.720] | We've all got better things to do' |
[01:24.550] | A talk in circles run in place' |
[01:26.970] | Answers inches from my face. |
[01:28.970] | |
[01:30.020] | |
[01:30.830] | |
[01:31.660] | Although we have no obligation to stay alive |
[01:36.780] | On broken backs we beg for mercy' we will survive |
[01:41.520] | (Break out) I won't be left here |
[01:44.730] | Behind closed doors. |
[02:01.970] | Black eyes' broken fingers' |
[02:03.500] | Blood drips and I let it run |
[02:07.180] | down my lips and to my swollen gums |
[02:11.180] | When hope is non-existent' |
[02:13.710] | Our instincts all scream "Run"' |
[02:17.380] | We never turn our backs or even bite our tongue. |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : McIlrath, Rise Against |
[00:00.000] | |
[00:00.730] | Chairs thrown and tables toppled' |
[00:01.000] | |
[00:03.200] | Hands armed with broken bottles' |
[00:05.560] | Standing no chance to win but' |
[00:07.820] | We' re not running' we' re not running. |
[00:09.830] | |
[00:20.780] | There' s a point I think we' re missing' |
[00:23.000] | It' s in the air we raise our fists in' |
[00:25.350] | In the smiles we cast each other' |
[00:27.690] | My sister' my brother. |
[00:30.040] | |
[00:30.430] | About the time we gave up hope and |
[00:32.710] | We never find these locks still open' |
[00:35.060] | Stumbling on stones unturned' |
[00:37.240] | The hurt we feel' we all have found. |
[00:39.270] | |
[00:43.570] | The lives we' ve lost in such a change' |
[00:46.790] | but all they see is treason |
[00:50.250] | |
[00:50.930] | |
[00:52.440] | Although we have no obligation to stay alive |
[00:57.580] | On broken backs we beg for mercy' we will survive |
[01:02.260] | Break out I won' t be left here |
[01:05.390] | Behind closed doors. |
[01:10.480] | |
[01:10.790] | Bonfires burn like beacons' |
[01:13.090] | Guiding the lost and weakened. |
[01:14.440] | Flames dance on crashing waves' |
[01:16.710] | Guiding ships who' ve gone a stray |
[01:19.100] | |
[01:19.620] | Time out' let' s stop and think this through' |
[01:22.720] | We' ve all got better things to do' |
[01:24.550] | A talk in circles run in place' |
[01:26.970] | Answers inches from my face. |
[01:28.970] | |
[01:30.020] | |
[01:30.830] | |
[01:31.660] | Although we have no obligation to stay alive |
[01:36.780] | On broken backs we beg for mercy' we will survive |
[01:41.520] | Break out I won' t be left here |
[01:44.730] | Behind closed doors. |
[02:01.970] | Black eyes' broken fingers' |
[02:03.500] | Blood drips and I let it run |
[02:07.180] | down my lips and to my swollen gums |
[02:11.180] | When hope is nonexistent' |
[02:13.710] | Our instincts all scream " Run"' |
[02:17.380] | We never turn our backs or even bite our tongue. |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : McIlrath, Rise Against |
[00:00.000] | |
[00:00.730] | Chairs thrown and tables toppled' |
[00:01.000] | |
[00:03.200] | Hands armed with broken bottles' |
[00:05.560] | Standing no chance to win but' |
[00:07.820] | We' re not running' we' re not running. |
[00:09.830] | |
[00:20.780] | There' s a point I think we' re missing' |
[00:23.000] | It' s in the air we raise our fists in' |
[00:25.350] | In the smiles we cast each other' |
[00:27.690] | My sister' my brother. |
[00:30.040] | |
[00:30.430] | About the time we gave up hope and |
[00:32.710] | We never find these locks still open' |
[00:35.060] | Stumbling on stones unturned' |
[00:37.240] | The hurt we feel' we all have found. |
[00:39.270] | |
[00:43.570] | The lives we' ve lost in such a change' |
[00:46.790] | but all they see is treason |
[00:50.250] | |
[00:50.930] | |
[00:52.440] | Although we have no obligation to stay alive |
[00:57.580] | On broken backs we beg for mercy' we will survive |
[01:02.260] | Break out I won' t be left here |
[01:05.390] | Behind closed doors. |
[01:10.480] | |
[01:10.790] | Bonfires burn like beacons' |
[01:13.090] | Guiding the lost and weakened. |
[01:14.440] | Flames dance on crashing waves' |
[01:16.710] | Guiding ships who' ve gone a stray |
[01:19.100] | |
[01:19.620] | Time out' let' s stop and think this through' |
[01:22.720] | We' ve all got better things to do' |
[01:24.550] | A talk in circles run in place' |
[01:26.970] | Answers inches from my face. |
[01:28.970] | |
[01:30.020] | |
[01:30.830] | |
[01:31.660] | Although we have no obligation to stay alive |
[01:36.780] | On broken backs we beg for mercy' we will survive |
[01:41.520] | Break out I won' t be left here |
[01:44.730] | Behind closed doors. |
[02:01.970] | Black eyes' broken fingers' |
[02:03.500] | Blood drips and I let it run |
[02:07.180] | down my lips and to my swollen gums |
[02:11.180] | When hope is nonexistent' |
[02:13.710] | Our instincts all scream " Run"' |
[02:17.380] | We never turn our backs or even bite our tongue. |