Song | Wounded Bird |
Artist | The Black Crowes |
Album | 2013/05/21 Chattanooga, TN |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
★ 活在当下 | |
Off the tracks lost the rail | |
Trying to squeeze a little blood out a rusty nail | |
When you’re thirsty, thirsty | |
Behind your eyes you feel the burn | |
As your down hill ride takes a solid turn from the lonely, lonely | |
Now don’t look back | |
My wounded bird | |
There’s nothing for you’re here | |
Need no wing just set your mind to fly | |
It’s like it been a long time in an empty bed | |
In an empty room with an empty head full of nothing | |
And all you got left is your skin and your teeth | |
And the red in your eye your six feet deep to get ready yeah | |
Now don’t look back | |
My wounded bird | |
There’s nothing for you’re here | |
Need no wing just set your mind to fly | |
The waiting is over | |
So lets roll in the clover | |
Time for a head full of stars | |
Lets pull back the curtain | |
I know one thing for certain | |
Well we don’t have very long | |
Now don’t look back | |
My wounded bird | |
There’s nothing for you’re here | |
Need no wing just set your mind to fly |
huo zai dang xia | |
Off the tracks lost the rail | |
Trying to squeeze a little blood out a rusty nail | |
When you' re thirsty, thirsty | |
Behind your eyes you feel the burn | |
As your down hill ride takes a solid turn from the lonely, lonely | |
Now don' t look back | |
My wounded bird | |
There' s nothing for you' re here | |
Need no wing just set your mind to fly | |
It' s like it been a long time in an empty bed | |
In an empty room with an empty head full of nothing | |
And all you got left is your skin and your teeth | |
And the red in your eye your six feet deep to get ready yeah | |
Now don' t look back | |
My wounded bird | |
There' s nothing for you' re here | |
Need no wing just set your mind to fly | |
The waiting is over | |
So lets roll in the clover | |
Time for a head full of stars | |
Lets pull back the curtain | |
I know one thing for certain | |
Well we don' t have very long | |
Now don' t look back | |
My wounded bird | |
There' s nothing for you' re here | |
Need no wing just set your mind to fly |
huó zài dāng xià | |
Off the tracks lost the rail | |
Trying to squeeze a little blood out a rusty nail | |
When you' re thirsty, thirsty | |
Behind your eyes you feel the burn | |
As your down hill ride takes a solid turn from the lonely, lonely | |
Now don' t look back | |
My wounded bird | |
There' s nothing for you' re here | |
Need no wing just set your mind to fly | |
It' s like it been a long time in an empty bed | |
In an empty room with an empty head full of nothing | |
And all you got left is your skin and your teeth | |
And the red in your eye your six feet deep to get ready yeah | |
Now don' t look back | |
My wounded bird | |
There' s nothing for you' re here | |
Need no wing just set your mind to fly | |
The waiting is over | |
So lets roll in the clover | |
Time for a head full of stars | |
Lets pull back the curtain | |
I know one thing for certain | |
Well we don' t have very long | |
Now don' t look back | |
My wounded bird | |
There' s nothing for you' re here | |
Need no wing just set your mind to fly |