| 作词 : Mac, Master P | |
| Fiction Family - We Ride | |
| Sun rising over troubled waters | |
| Over troubled fathers of the sons | |
| Of sun and sand | |
| Steady now, you're the loosest cannon | |
| Not yet a man, but we're not children, | |
| We're not kids anymore | |
| And we ride | |
| We ride | |
| We ride | |
| Down these living seas | |
| Down these living seas | |
| Down these living seas | |
| Winter comes | |
| And the deep is free | |
| And turns clever thieves to steal the breath | |
| From angry seas | |
| Hold me down where blood meets water | |
| Where time is black | |
| And white bright blue until you breathe | |
| Breathe | |
| And we ride | |
| We ride | |
| We ride | |
| Down these living seas | |
| Down these living seas | |
| Down these living seas | |
| Down these living seas | |
| Down these living seas |
| zuo ci : Mac, Master P | |
| Fiction Family We Ride | |
| Sun rising over troubled waters | |
| Over troubled fathers of the sons | |
| Of sun and sand | |
| Steady now, you' re the loosest cannon | |
| Not yet a man, but we' re not children, | |
| We' re not kids anymore | |
| And we ride | |
| We ride | |
| We ride | |
| Down these living seas | |
| Down these living seas | |
| Down these living seas | |
| Winter comes | |
| And the deep is free | |
| And turns clever thieves to steal the breath | |
| From angry seas | |
| Hold me down where blood meets water | |
| Where time is black | |
| And white bright blue until you breathe | |
| Breathe | |
| And we ride | |
| We ride | |
| We ride | |
| Down these living seas | |
| Down these living seas | |
| Down these living seas | |
| Down these living seas | |
| Down these living seas |
| zuò cí : Mac, Master P | |
| Fiction Family We Ride | |
| Sun rising over troubled waters | |
| Over troubled fathers of the sons | |
| Of sun and sand | |
| Steady now, you' re the loosest cannon | |
| Not yet a man, but we' re not children, | |
| We' re not kids anymore | |
| And we ride | |
| We ride | |
| We ride | |
| Down these living seas | |
| Down these living seas | |
| Down these living seas | |
| Winter comes | |
| And the deep is free | |
| And turns clever thieves to steal the breath | |
| From angry seas | |
| Hold me down where blood meets water | |
| Where time is black | |
| And white bright blue until you breathe | |
| Breathe | |
| And we ride | |
| We ride | |
| We ride | |
| Down these living seas | |
| Down these living seas | |
| Down these living seas | |
| Down these living seas | |
| Down these living seas |
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