| Song | Cigarettes in Silence |
| Artist | Rory Butler |
| Album | Window Shopping |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Rory Butler/Crispin Hunt | |
| 作曲 : Rory Butler/Crispin Hunt | |
| How can you live life, in the way that you do, | |
| When nothing seems better than the high sky games and violence? | |
| Cigarettes in silence. | |
| Neither heaven or hell, | |
| What’s in the middle but the whole wide world in real time? | |
| Cigarettes in silence. | |
| I wanna spend my money by the side of the road, | |
| Live a life running from a life controlled. | |
| Just about anything to get me by. | |
| Never know never realise, | |
| The only thing that's going to make it right, | |
| Is just about anything to get me high. | |
| Cigarettes in silence. | |
| Thinking girls like these never miss a beat. | |
| Girls like these must just fall like leaves on London. | |
| Show me them all, | |
| The underground halls, | |
| Come with me and we’ll leave them all behind us. | |
| Cigarettes inside, | |
| I think about you all of the time, | |
| There’s always somewhere we’ll never find, | |
| I’d believe anything to get me by, | |
| Never now never realise, | |
| The only thing thats gonna make it right, | |
| Is just about anything to get me high. | |
| Cigarettes in silence. | |
| Thinking girls like these never miss a beat. | |
| Girls like these must just fall like leaves on London. | |
| Guys like me is all I can see, | |
| Guys like me smoking cigarettes in Silence. | |
| You know this city does to all, | |
| The rising and the fallen, | |
| This city keeps calling me. | |
| Cigarettes. | |
| Thinking girls like these never miss a beat. | |
| Girls like these must just fall like leaves on London. | |
| Guys like me is all I can see, | |
| Guys like me smoking cigarettes in Silence. |
| zuo ci : Rory Butler Crispin Hunt | |
| zuo qu : Rory Butler Crispin Hunt | |
| How can you live life, in the way that you do, | |
| When nothing seems better than the high sky games and violence? | |
| Cigarettes in silence. | |
| Neither heaven or hell, | |
| What' s in the middle but the whole wide world in real time? | |
| Cigarettes in silence. | |
| I wanna spend my money by the side of the road, | |
| Live a life running from a life controlled. | |
| Just about anything to get me by. | |
| Never know never realise, | |
| The only thing that' s going to make it right, | |
| Is just about anything to get me high. | |
| Cigarettes in silence. | |
| Thinking girls like these never miss a beat. | |
| Girls like these must just fall like leaves on London. | |
| Show me them all, | |
| The underground halls, | |
| Come with me and we' ll leave them all behind us. | |
| Cigarettes inside, | |
| I think about you all of the time, | |
| There' s always somewhere we' ll never find, | |
| I' d believe anything to get me by, | |
| Never now never realise, | |
| The only thing thats gonna make it right, | |
| Is just about anything to get me high. | |
| Cigarettes in silence. | |
| Thinking girls like these never miss a beat. | |
| Girls like these must just fall like leaves on London. | |
| Guys like me is all I can see, | |
| Guys like me smoking cigarettes in Silence. | |
| You know this city does to all, | |
| The rising and the fallen, | |
| This city keeps calling me. | |
| Cigarettes. | |
| Thinking girls like these never miss a beat. | |
| Girls like these must just fall like leaves on London. | |
| Guys like me is all I can see, | |
| Guys like me smoking cigarettes in Silence. |
| zuò cí : Rory Butler Crispin Hunt | |
| zuò qǔ : Rory Butler Crispin Hunt | |
| How can you live life, in the way that you do, | |
| When nothing seems better than the high sky games and violence? | |
| Cigarettes in silence. | |
| Neither heaven or hell, | |
| What' s in the middle but the whole wide world in real time? | |
| Cigarettes in silence. | |
| I wanna spend my money by the side of the road, | |
| Live a life running from a life controlled. | |
| Just about anything to get me by. | |
| Never know never realise, | |
| The only thing that' s going to make it right, | |
| Is just about anything to get me high. | |
| Cigarettes in silence. | |
| Thinking girls like these never miss a beat. | |
| Girls like these must just fall like leaves on London. | |
| Show me them all, | |
| The underground halls, | |
| Come with me and we' ll leave them all behind us. | |
| Cigarettes inside, | |
| I think about you all of the time, | |
| There' s always somewhere we' ll never find, | |
| I' d believe anything to get me by, | |
| Never now never realise, | |
| The only thing thats gonna make it right, | |
| Is just about anything to get me high. | |
| Cigarettes in silence. | |
| Thinking girls like these never miss a beat. | |
| Girls like these must just fall like leaves on London. | |
| Guys like me is all I can see, | |
| Guys like me smoking cigarettes in Silence. | |
| You know this city does to all, | |
| The rising and the fallen, | |
| This city keeps calling me. | |
| Cigarettes. | |
| Thinking girls like these never miss a beat. | |
| Girls like these must just fall like leaves on London. | |
| Guys like me is all I can see, | |
| Guys like me smoking cigarettes in Silence. |