| 作曲 : Baker | |
| Dying bumble bee. | |
| Sa ramu sel cumas. | |
| Just come back home to me. | |
| No the snow, it can't go. | |
| No the snow, it can't go. | |
| But leave it up to me | |
| to chase you off. | |
| I'll tie my gloves to my wrists | |
| and wear real big boots. | |
| You crazy, old bitch. | |
| Where are your eyes? | |
| Where are your eyes? | |
| You crazy, old bitch. | |
| Where are your eyes? | |
| Where are your eyes? | |
| The deeper I dig this mine, | |
| the walls will begin to shine, | |
| and nothing will ever leave this room. | |
| Oh, and when nothing I find, | |
| I will be the first to die. | |
| Well, at least I found my sanity. | |
| Well, at least I found my sanity. | |
| You crazy, old bitch. | |
| How could you send me out here? | |
| You crazy, old... | |
| Well, at least I found my sanity. | |
| Sel cumas |
| zuo qu : Baker | |
| Dying bumble bee. | |
| Sa ramu sel cumas. | |
| Just come back home to me. | |
| No the snow, it can' t go. | |
| No the snow, it can' t go. | |
| But leave it up to me | |
| to chase you off. | |
| I' ll tie my gloves to my wrists | |
| and wear real big boots. | |
| You crazy, old bitch. | |
| Where are your eyes? | |
| Where are your eyes? | |
| You crazy, old bitch. | |
| Where are your eyes? | |
| Where are your eyes? | |
| The deeper I dig this mine, | |
| the walls will begin to shine, | |
| and nothing will ever leave this room. | |
| Oh, and when nothing I find, | |
| I will be the first to die. | |
| Well, at least I found my sanity. | |
| Well, at least I found my sanity. | |
| You crazy, old bitch. | |
| How could you send me out here? | |
| You crazy, old... | |
| Well, at least I found my sanity. | |
| Sel cumas |
| zuò qǔ : Baker | |
| Dying bumble bee. | |
| Sa ramu sel cumas. | |
| Just come back home to me. | |
| No the snow, it can' t go. | |
| No the snow, it can' t go. | |
| But leave it up to me | |
| to chase you off. | |
| I' ll tie my gloves to my wrists | |
| and wear real big boots. | |
| You crazy, old bitch. | |
| Where are your eyes? | |
| Where are your eyes? | |
| You crazy, old bitch. | |
| Where are your eyes? | |
| Where are your eyes? | |
| The deeper I dig this mine, | |
| the walls will begin to shine, | |
| and nothing will ever leave this room. | |
| Oh, and when nothing I find, | |
| I will be the first to die. | |
| Well, at least I found my sanity. | |
| Well, at least I found my sanity. | |
| You crazy, old bitch. | |
| How could you send me out here? | |
| You crazy, old... | |
| Well, at least I found my sanity. | |
| Sel cumas |
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