| [00:00.00] | 作词 : PHOX |
| [00:00.54] | It was me, |
| [00:05.85] | that trimmed my teeth |
| [00:06.87] | on a bottle of red. |
| [00:07.26] | And then I feel the raspberry seed. |
| [00:22.17] | How can this be |
| [00:23.91] | that I'd fear the ones who would hold me? |
| [00:34.11] | And inside fires, under those who would never chase me. |
| [00:48.15] | I will recognize |
| [00:48.69] | one of these late nights, |
| [00:54.72] | all I've left behind. |
| [01:11.07] | It was me, |
| [01:11.73] | bit the hand that feeds, |
| [01:21.72] | and slipped away, |
| [01:29.01] | without thought of the bleed. |
| [01:32.79] | How can this be |
| [01:34.35] | that I'd fear the ones who would hold me? |
| [01:50.10] | And inside fires, under those who would never chase me. |
| [02:00.60] | I will recognize |
| [02:00.96] | one of these late nights, |
| [02:05.37] | all I've left behind. |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : PHOX |
| [00:00.54] | It was me, |
| [00:05.85] | that trimmed my teeth |
| [00:06.87] | on a bottle of red. |
| [00:07.26] | And then I feel the raspberry seed. |
| [00:22.17] | How can this be |
| [00:23.91] | that I' d fear the ones who would hold me? |
| [00:34.11] | And inside fires, under those who would never chase me. |
| [00:48.15] | I will recognize |
| [00:48.69] | one of these late nights, |
| [00:54.72] | all I' ve left behind. |
| [01:11.07] | It was me, |
| [01:11.73] | bit the hand that feeds, |
| [01:21.72] | and slipped away, |
| [01:29.01] | without thought of the bleed. |
| [01:32.79] | How can this be |
| [01:34.35] | that I' d fear the ones who would hold me? |
| [01:50.10] | And inside fires, under those who would never chase me. |
| [02:00.60] | I will recognize |
| [02:00.96] | one of these late nights, |
| [02:05.37] | all I' ve left behind. |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : PHOX |
| [00:00.54] | It was me, |
| [00:05.85] | that trimmed my teeth |
| [00:06.87] | on a bottle of red. |
| [00:07.26] | And then I feel the raspberry seed. |
| [00:22.17] | How can this be |
| [00:23.91] | that I' d fear the ones who would hold me? |
| [00:34.11] | And inside fires, under those who would never chase me. |
| [00:48.15] | I will recognize |
| [00:48.69] | one of these late nights, |
| [00:54.72] | all I' ve left behind. |
| [01:11.07] | It was me, |
| [01:11.73] | bit the hand that feeds, |
| [01:21.72] | and slipped away, |
| [01:29.01] | without thought of the bleed. |
| [01:32.79] | How can this be |
| [01:34.35] | that I' d fear the ones who would hold me? |
| [01:50.10] | And inside fires, under those who would never chase me. |
| [02:00.60] | I will recognize |
| [02:00.96] | one of these late nights, |
| [02:05.37] | all I' ve left behind. |