Oak Street Lyrics
| Song | Oak Street |
| Artist | Knuckle Puck |
| Album | While I Stay Secluded |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Joe Taylor/Kevin Maida/Nick Casasanto/John Siorek |
| [00:01.000] | 作曲 : Joe Taylor/Kevin Maida/Nick Casasanto/John Siorek |
| [00:09.940] | Should I let the words flow from my mouth? |
| [00:12.729] | Right down your street (While you're still home) |
| [00:15.995] | I hope you'll hear me |
| [00:20.030] | 'Cause if I feel this low again, I'll scrape the deep end |
| [00:24.800] | But maybe then I'll stop pretending |
| [00:27.602] | Yeah, maybe then I'll stop pretending |
| [00:30.111] | That things just felt so cancerous for a while |
| [00:34.629] | I'm in the in-between |
| [00:37.394] | Like New Buffalo and Oak Street |
| [00:40.152] | I hope the thought of me keeps you away from the beach |
| [00:45.210] | 'Cause I don't care if you can't sleep |
| [00:47.467] | No, I don't care if you can't sleep |
| [00:52.247] | Don't think I care if you can't sleep |
| [01:09.575] | Stay away from the lake |
| [01:12.337] | 'Cause if you see me, I'll be skipping memories I swore I'd keep with me |
| [01:19.866] | In constant hopes that they'll erode |
| [01:22.376] | Just like the glass we'd take home |
| [01:24.638] | They're left to rot in your window well |
| [01:29.658] | So things just felt so cancerous for a while |
| [01:34.427] | I'm in the in-between |
| [01:36.939] | Like New Buffalo and Oak Street |
| [01:39.704] | I hope the thought of me keeps you away from the beach |
| [01:44.773] | 'Cause I don't care if you can't sleep |
| [01:47.295] | No, I don't care if you can't sleep |
| [01:59.341] | When I close my eyes, I feel your summer skin |
| [02:04.361] | It pulls me apart and rips me open |
| [02:09.387] | When I close my eyes, I feel the warmth of the sun |
| [02:14.172] | It takes me back where I was where my youth was stolen |
| [02:19.480] | When I close my eyes, I feel your summer skin |
| [02:24.500] | It pulls me apart and rips me open |
| [02:29.520] | When I close my eyes, I feel the warmth of the sun |
| [02:34.560] | It takes me back where I was where my youth was stolen |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : Joe Taylor Kevin Maida Nick Casasanto John Siorek |
| [00:01.000] | zuo qu : Joe Taylor Kevin Maida Nick Casasanto John Siorek |
| [00:09.940] | Should I let the words flow from my mouth? |
| [00:12.729] | Right down your street While you' re still home |
| [00:15.995] | I hope you' ll hear me |
| [00:20.030] | ' Cause if I feel this low again, I' ll scrape the deep end |
| [00:24.800] | But maybe then I' ll stop pretending |
| [00:27.602] | Yeah, maybe then I' ll stop pretending |
| [00:30.111] | That things just felt so cancerous for a while |
| [00:34.629] | I' m in the inbetween |
| [00:37.394] | Like New Buffalo and Oak Street |
| [00:40.152] | I hope the thought of me keeps you away from the beach |
| [00:45.210] | ' Cause I don' t care if you can' t sleep |
| [00:47.467] | No, I don' t care if you can' t sleep |
| [00:52.247] | Don' t think I care if you can' t sleep |
| [01:09.575] | Stay away from the lake |
| [01:12.337] | ' Cause if you see me, I' ll be skipping memories I swore I' d keep with me |
| [01:19.866] | In constant hopes that they' ll erode |
| [01:22.376] | Just like the glass we' d take home |
| [01:24.638] | They' re left to rot in your window well |
| [01:29.658] | So things just felt so cancerous for a while |
| [01:34.427] | I' m in the inbetween |
| [01:36.939] | Like New Buffalo and Oak Street |
| [01:39.704] | I hope the thought of me keeps you away from the beach |
| [01:44.773] | ' Cause I don' t care if you can' t sleep |
| [01:47.295] | No, I don' t care if you can' t sleep |
| [01:59.341] | When I close my eyes, I feel your summer skin |
| [02:04.361] | It pulls me apart and rips me open |
| [02:09.387] | When I close my eyes, I feel the warmth of the sun |
| [02:14.172] | It takes me back where I was where my youth was stolen |
| [02:19.480] | When I close my eyes, I feel your summer skin |
| [02:24.500] | It pulls me apart and rips me open |
| [02:29.520] | When I close my eyes, I feel the warmth of the sun |
| [02:34.560] | It takes me back where I was where my youth was stolen |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Joe Taylor Kevin Maida Nick Casasanto John Siorek |
| [00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : Joe Taylor Kevin Maida Nick Casasanto John Siorek |
| [00:09.940] | Should I let the words flow from my mouth? |
| [00:12.729] | Right down your street While you' re still home |
| [00:15.995] | I hope you' ll hear me |
| [00:20.030] | ' Cause if I feel this low again, I' ll scrape the deep end |
| [00:24.800] | But maybe then I' ll stop pretending |
| [00:27.602] | Yeah, maybe then I' ll stop pretending |
| [00:30.111] | That things just felt so cancerous for a while |
| [00:34.629] | I' m in the inbetween |
| [00:37.394] | Like New Buffalo and Oak Street |
| [00:40.152] | I hope the thought of me keeps you away from the beach |
| [00:45.210] | ' Cause I don' t care if you can' t sleep |
| [00:47.467] | No, I don' t care if you can' t sleep |
| [00:52.247] | Don' t think I care if you can' t sleep |
| [01:09.575] | Stay away from the lake |
| [01:12.337] | ' Cause if you see me, I' ll be skipping memories I swore I' d keep with me |
| [01:19.866] | In constant hopes that they' ll erode |
| [01:22.376] | Just like the glass we' d take home |
| [01:24.638] | They' re left to rot in your window well |
| [01:29.658] | So things just felt so cancerous for a while |
| [01:34.427] | I' m in the inbetween |
| [01:36.939] | Like New Buffalo and Oak Street |
| [01:39.704] | I hope the thought of me keeps you away from the beach |
| [01:44.773] | ' Cause I don' t care if you can' t sleep |
| [01:47.295] | No, I don' t care if you can' t sleep |
| [01:59.341] | When I close my eyes, I feel your summer skin |
| [02:04.361] | It pulls me apart and rips me open |
| [02:09.387] | When I close my eyes, I feel the warmth of the sun |
| [02:14.172] | It takes me back where I was where my youth was stolen |
| [02:19.480] | When I close my eyes, I feel your summer skin |
| [02:24.500] | It pulls me apart and rips me open |
| [02:29.520] | When I close my eyes, I feel the warmth of the sun |
| [02:34.560] | It takes me back where I was where my youth was stolen |
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