| Song | Into the Wild |
| Artist | City Light Thief |
| Album | Into the Wild |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Henrik Roger | |
| 作曲 : Jens Mehring/Henrik Roger/Johannes Christoph Schneider | |
| Felt a sting in the heart. | |
| They say, the second time its not that hard. | |
| But why does it still hurt? | |
| You don't need to sell your soul! | |
| You just have to put it on a shelf for a while. | |
| But I don't wanna life like that! | |
| Don't wanna life live in denial! | |
| Don't wanna catch your fist and smile. | |
| I follow you my sweet love! | |
| Into the wild | |
| All night | |
| By your side | |
| All night. | |
| Driving home all alone, | |
| outside the train the city flights by. | |
| I wanna smash it all! | |
| Out an out despair, | |
| if the consequence of feeling fine is losing way | |
| and gaining shit in your head. | |
| Don't know, what I'm still doing here! | |
| I'm so tired! | |
| No sleep! | |
| For too many nights. | |
| And there are tigers with books and gloves, | |
| watching me in my dreams. | |
| Nobody will find me here. | |
| I'll follow you, my sweet love! | |
| Lions with Black belts | |
| got me as I sleep. | |
| Smoke comes out of my house. | |
| tonight, I'll follow you my sweet love | |
| Into the wild. | |
| Ich bin so müde! | |
| Diese Füße wollen nicht! | |
| Überall nur Idioten, | |
| reden, reden kann ich nicht! | |
| Ich will hier nicht länger warten! | |
| Und mit dir in die Karpaten! | |
| And there are tigers with books and gloves, | |
| watching me in my dreams. | |
| Nobody will find me here. | |
| I'll follow you, my sweet love! | |
| Lions with Black belts | |
| got me as I sleep. | |
| Smoke comes out of my house. | |
| tonight, I'll follow you my sweet love | |
| Into the wild. |
| zuo ci : Henrik Roger | |
| zuo qu : Jens Mehring Henrik Roger Johannes Christoph Schneider | |
| Felt a sting in the heart. | |
| They say, the second time its not that hard. | |
| But why does it still hurt? | |
| You don' t need to sell your soul! | |
| You just have to put it on a shelf for a while. | |
| But I don' t wanna life like that! | |
| Don' t wanna life live in denial! | |
| Don' t wanna catch your fist and smile. | |
| I follow you my sweet love! | |
| Into the wild | |
| All night | |
| By your side | |
| All night. | |
| Driving home all alone, | |
| outside the train the city flights by. | |
| I wanna smash it all! | |
| Out an out despair, | |
| if the consequence of feeling fine is losing way | |
| and gaining shit in your head. | |
| Don' t know, what I' m still doing here! | |
| I' m so tired! | |
| No sleep! | |
| For too many nights. | |
| And there are tigers with books and gloves, | |
| watching me in my dreams. | |
| Nobody will find me here. | |
| I' ll follow you, my sweet love! | |
| Lions with Black belts | |
| got me as I sleep. | |
| Smoke comes out of my house. | |
| tonight, I' ll follow you my sweet love | |
| Into the wild. | |
| Ich bin so m de! | |
| Diese F e wollen nicht! | |
| berall nur Idioten, | |
| reden, reden kann ich nicht! | |
| Ich will hier nicht l nger warten! | |
| Und mit dir in die Karpaten! | |
| And there are tigers with books and gloves, | |
| watching me in my dreams. | |
| Nobody will find me here. | |
| I' ll follow you, my sweet love! | |
| Lions with Black belts | |
| got me as I sleep. | |
| Smoke comes out of my house. | |
| tonight, I' ll follow you my sweet love | |
| Into the wild. |
| zuò cí : Henrik Roger | |
| zuò qǔ : Jens Mehring Henrik Roger Johannes Christoph Schneider | |
| Felt a sting in the heart. | |
| They say, the second time its not that hard. | |
| But why does it still hurt? | |
| You don' t need to sell your soul! | |
| You just have to put it on a shelf for a while. | |
| But I don' t wanna life like that! | |
| Don' t wanna life live in denial! | |
| Don' t wanna catch your fist and smile. | |
| I follow you my sweet love! | |
| Into the wild | |
| All night | |
| By your side | |
| All night. | |
| Driving home all alone, | |
| outside the train the city flights by. | |
| I wanna smash it all! | |
| Out an out despair, | |
| if the consequence of feeling fine is losing way | |
| and gaining shit in your head. | |
| Don' t know, what I' m still doing here! | |
| I' m so tired! | |
| No sleep! | |
| For too many nights. | |
| And there are tigers with books and gloves, | |
| watching me in my dreams. | |
| Nobody will find me here. | |
| I' ll follow you, my sweet love! | |
| Lions with Black belts | |
| got me as I sleep. | |
| Smoke comes out of my house. | |
| tonight, I' ll follow you my sweet love | |
| Into the wild. | |
| Ich bin so m de! | |
| Diese F e wollen nicht! | |
| berall nur Idioten, | |
| reden, reden kann ich nicht! | |
| Ich will hier nicht l nger warten! | |
| Und mit dir in die Karpaten! | |
| And there are tigers with books and gloves, | |
| watching me in my dreams. | |
| Nobody will find me here. | |
| I' ll follow you, my sweet love! | |
| Lions with Black belts | |
| got me as I sleep. | |
| Smoke comes out of my house. | |
| tonight, I' ll follow you my sweet love | |
| Into the wild. |