Song | Kling To The Wreckage |
Artist | The Crystal Method |
Artist | Justin Warfield |
Album | Divided By Night |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Crystal Method, Warfield | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
This is a sad day | |
The saddest day we've ever known | |
No, I never thought we'd come so far | |
Over means that fall so fast | |
Another car crash by the side of the road | |
We'll take one more glance till the story is cold | |
Draw the lines of what's real, re-imagine the truth | |
Every fiction turns fact when it's running with you | |
Any hint of trouble there's a camera waiting | |
Every way you turn there goes another flash | |
We cling to the wreckage, it's our guilty pleasure | |
And once you get the hunger then you can't turn back | |
This is a sad day | |
The saddest day | |
I've ever known | |
We swore to hold our heads up high | |
We swore we'd look away | |
Another breakdown, more fuel on the fire | |
It's just another bad dance of the sick and the tired | |
We memorize these lines, pretend that we're friends | |
With no consequence so we know how it ends | |
Any hint of trouble there's a camera waiting | |
Every way you turn there goes another flash | |
We cling to the wreckage, it's our guilty pleasure | |
And once you get the hunger then you can't turn back | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
Cross our hearts, cross our hearts | |
This is a sad day, this could be the day we say | |
I will not be a part of this, at least just for today | |
It's hard to pick though, the reaction is mixed | |
I gotta get some bad news, gotta get me a fix | |
Blur the lines of what's real, re-imagine the truth | |
Every fiction turns fact when it's running with you | |
Any hint of trouble there's a camera waiting | |
Every way you turn there goes another flash | |
We cling to the wreckage, it's our guilty pleasure | |
And once you get the hunger then you can't turn back | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
Cross our hearts, cross our hearts | |
It just might be the perfect sign |
zuo qu : Crystal Method, Warfield | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
This is a sad day | |
The saddest day we' ve ever known | |
No, I never thought we' d come so far | |
Over means that fall so fast | |
Another car crash by the side of the road | |
We' ll take one more glance till the story is cold | |
Draw the lines of what' s real, reimagine the truth | |
Every fiction turns fact when it' s running with you | |
Any hint of trouble there' s a camera waiting | |
Every way you turn there goes another flash | |
We cling to the wreckage, it' s our guilty pleasure | |
And once you get the hunger then you can' t turn back | |
This is a sad day | |
The saddest day | |
I' ve ever known | |
We swore to hold our heads up high | |
We swore we' d look away | |
Another breakdown, more fuel on the fire | |
It' s just another bad dance of the sick and the tired | |
We memorize these lines, pretend that we' re friends | |
With no consequence so we know how it ends | |
Any hint of trouble there' s a camera waiting | |
Every way you turn there goes another flash | |
We cling to the wreckage, it' s our guilty pleasure | |
And once you get the hunger then you can' t turn back | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
Cross our hearts, cross our hearts | |
This is a sad day, this could be the day we say | |
I will not be a part of this, at least just for today | |
It' s hard to pick though, the reaction is mixed | |
I gotta get some bad news, gotta get me a fix | |
Blur the lines of what' s real, reimagine the truth | |
Every fiction turns fact when it' s running with you | |
Any hint of trouble there' s a camera waiting | |
Every way you turn there goes another flash | |
We cling to the wreckage, it' s our guilty pleasure | |
And once you get the hunger then you can' t turn back | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
Cross our hearts, cross our hearts | |
It just might be the perfect sign |
zuò qǔ : Crystal Method, Warfield | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
This is a sad day | |
The saddest day we' ve ever known | |
No, I never thought we' d come so far | |
Over means that fall so fast | |
Another car crash by the side of the road | |
We' ll take one more glance till the story is cold | |
Draw the lines of what' s real, reimagine the truth | |
Every fiction turns fact when it' s running with you | |
Any hint of trouble there' s a camera waiting | |
Every way you turn there goes another flash | |
We cling to the wreckage, it' s our guilty pleasure | |
And once you get the hunger then you can' t turn back | |
This is a sad day | |
The saddest day | |
I' ve ever known | |
We swore to hold our heads up high | |
We swore we' d look away | |
Another breakdown, more fuel on the fire | |
It' s just another bad dance of the sick and the tired | |
We memorize these lines, pretend that we' re friends | |
With no consequence so we know how it ends | |
Any hint of trouble there' s a camera waiting | |
Every way you turn there goes another flash | |
We cling to the wreckage, it' s our guilty pleasure | |
And once you get the hunger then you can' t turn back | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
Cross our hearts, cross our hearts | |
This is a sad day, this could be the day we say | |
I will not be a part of this, at least just for today | |
It' s hard to pick though, the reaction is mixed | |
I gotta get some bad news, gotta get me a fix | |
Blur the lines of what' s real, reimagine the truth | |
Every fiction turns fact when it' s running with you | |
Any hint of trouble there' s a camera waiting | |
Every way you turn there goes another flash | |
We cling to the wreckage, it' s our guilty pleasure | |
And once you get the hunger then you can' t turn back | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
Cross our hearts and hope to die | |
It just might be the perfect sign | |
Cross our hearts, cross our hearts | |
It just might be the perfect sign |