| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Drahoš Juřík |
| [00:39.69] | Was thet somebody screaming... |
| [00:49.41] | It wasn't me for sure |
| [00:59.16] | I lift my head up from uneasy pillows |
| [01:02.61] | Put my feet on the floor |
| [01:09.06] | Cut my wirst on a bad thought |
| [01:10.80] | And head for the door |
| [01:11.31] | Outside on the pavement |
| [01:12.57] | The dark makes noise |
| [01:18.87] | I can feel the sweet on my lips |
| [01:20.43] | Leaking into my mouth |
| [01:22.26] | I'm heading out for the steep hills |
| [01:23.67] | They're leaving me no choise... |
| [01:29.49] | And see...as our lives are in the making |
| [01:30.21] | We believe through the lies and hating |
| [02:26.31] | That love goes free through scoundrel days |
| [02:27.30] | And see... |
| [02:27.45] | For what of an option i run the wind round |
| [02:28.53] | I dream picture of houses burning never knowing |
| [02:29.52] | Nothing else to do |
| [02:29.88] | With death comes the morning unannounced and new |
| [02:42.27] | With death comes the morning unannounced and new |
| [03:09.00] | Scoundrel days... |
| [03:09.33] | Was it too much to ask for |
| [03:09.99] | To pull a little weight |
| [03:13.68] | They forgive anything but greatness |
| [03:16.08] | These are scoundrel days... |
| [03:20.73] | And see...as our lives are in the making |
| [03:21.45] | We believe through the lies and hating |
| [03:23.28] | That love goes free through scoundrel days |
| [03:49.98] | And i'm close to calling out their names |
| [03:50.79] | As pride hits my face |
| [03:58.92] | I reached the edge of town |
| [04:01.53] | I've got blood in my hair |
| [04:02.01] | Their hands touch my body |
| [04:02.73] | From everywhere |
| [04:06.18] | But i know that i've made it |
| [04:08.52] | As i run into air |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Draho Jui k |
| [00:39.69] | Was thet somebody screaming... |
| [00:49.41] | It wasn' t me for sure |
| [00:59.16] | I lift my head up from uneasy pillows |
| [01:02.61] | Put my feet on the floor |
| [01:09.06] | Cut my wirst on a bad thought |
| [01:10.80] | And head for the door |
| [01:11.31] | Outside on the pavement |
| [01:12.57] | The dark makes noise |
| [01:18.87] | I can feel the sweet on my lips |
| [01:20.43] | Leaking into my mouth |
| [01:22.26] | I' m heading out for the steep hills |
| [01:23.67] | They' re leaving me no choise... |
| [01:29.49] | And see... as our lives are in the making |
| [01:30.21] | We believe through the lies and hating |
| [02:26.31] | That love goes free through scoundrel days |
| [02:27.30] | And see... |
| [02:27.45] | For what of an option i run the wind round |
| [02:28.53] | I dream picture of houses burning never knowing |
| [02:29.52] | Nothing else to do |
| [02:29.88] | With death comes the morning unannounced and new |
| [02:42.27] | With death comes the morning unannounced and new |
| [03:09.00] | Scoundrel days... |
| [03:09.33] | Was it too much to ask for |
| [03:09.99] | To pull a little weight |
| [03:13.68] | They forgive anything but greatness |
| [03:16.08] | These are scoundrel days... |
| [03:20.73] | And see... as our lives are in the making |
| [03:21.45] | We believe through the lies and hating |
| [03:23.28] | That love goes free through scoundrel days |
| [03:49.98] | And i' m close to calling out their names |
| [03:50.79] | As pride hits my face |
| [03:58.92] | I reached the edge of town |
| [04:01.53] | I' ve got blood in my hair |
| [04:02.01] | Their hands touch my body |
| [04:02.73] | From everywhere |
| [04:06.18] | But i know that i' ve made it |
| [04:08.52] | As i run into air |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Draho Juí k |
| [00:39.69] | Was thet somebody screaming... |
| [00:49.41] | It wasn' t me for sure |
| [00:59.16] | I lift my head up from uneasy pillows |
| [01:02.61] | Put my feet on the floor |
| [01:09.06] | Cut my wirst on a bad thought |
| [01:10.80] | And head for the door |
| [01:11.31] | Outside on the pavement |
| [01:12.57] | The dark makes noise |
| [01:18.87] | I can feel the sweet on my lips |
| [01:20.43] | Leaking into my mouth |
| [01:22.26] | I' m heading out for the steep hills |
| [01:23.67] | They' re leaving me no choise... |
| [01:29.49] | And see... as our lives are in the making |
| [01:30.21] | We believe through the lies and hating |
| [02:26.31] | That love goes free through scoundrel days |
| [02:27.30] | And see... |
| [02:27.45] | For what of an option i run the wind round |
| [02:28.53] | I dream picture of houses burning never knowing |
| [02:29.52] | Nothing else to do |
| [02:29.88] | With death comes the morning unannounced and new |
| [02:42.27] | With death comes the morning unannounced and new |
| [03:09.00] | Scoundrel days... |
| [03:09.33] | Was it too much to ask for |
| [03:09.99] | To pull a little weight |
| [03:13.68] | They forgive anything but greatness |
| [03:16.08] | These are scoundrel days... |
| [03:20.73] | And see... as our lives are in the making |
| [03:21.45] | We believe through the lies and hating |
| [03:23.28] | That love goes free through scoundrel days |
| [03:49.98] | And i' m close to calling out their names |
| [03:50.79] | As pride hits my face |
| [03:58.92] | I reached the edge of town |
| [04:01.53] | I' ve got blood in my hair |
| [04:02.01] | Their hands touch my body |
| [04:02.73] | From everywhere |
| [04:06.18] | But i know that i' ve made it |
| [04:08.52] | As i run into air |