Song | Until We Get Caught |
Artist | Hit the Lights |
Album | This Is a Stick Up... Don't Make It a Murder |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Hit The Lights | |
This is not the end | |
This is just the beginning | |
And don't you know everything we want | |
Is within our reach at fingertips length | |
We fought nonstop to make these nights our own | |
Now no one can take them away | |
Hands in the air (hands in the air) | |
No one make a sound (no one make a sound) | |
While you're in despair, we'll have our ears to the ground | |
Listening for the pulse that just might drive these hearts tonight | |
And I know we won't make it out alive | |
We could have had it all | |
Our backs against the wall | |
Our eyes blindfolded tight | |
Living what they call life [x2] (We could) | |
We could have had it all (Our backs) | |
Our backs against the wall (Our eyes) | |
Our eyes blindfolded tight | |
Hands in the air (hands in the air) | |
No one make a sound (no one make a sound) | |
While you're in despair, we'll have our ears to the ground | |
Listening for the pulse that just might drive these hearts tonight | |
And I know we won't make it out alive | |
We won't make it out alive | |
When you burn down these bridges | |
And you build up these walls | |
And you've torn out these pages | |
And there's nothing left at all | |
And when that day comes | |
And we're all still here | |
Will you be waiting? | |
Will you be waiting? | |
With hands in the air (hands in the air) | |
No one make a sound (no one make a sound) | |
While you're in despair, we'll have our ears to the ground | |
Listening for the pulse that just might drive these hearts tonight | |
And I know we won't make it out alive | |
And I know we won't make it out alive |
zuo qu : Hit The Lights | |
This is not the end | |
This is just the beginning | |
And don' t you know everything we want | |
Is within our reach at fingertips length | |
We fought nonstop to make these nights our own | |
Now no one can take them away | |
Hands in the air hands in the air | |
No one make a sound no one make a sound | |
While you' re in despair, we' ll have our ears to the ground | |
Listening for the pulse that just might drive these hearts tonight | |
And I know we won' t make it out alive | |
We could have had it all | |
Our backs against the wall | |
Our eyes blindfolded tight | |
Living what they call life x2 We could | |
We could have had it all Our backs | |
Our backs against the wall Our eyes | |
Our eyes blindfolded tight | |
Hands in the air hands in the air | |
No one make a sound no one make a sound | |
While you' re in despair, we' ll have our ears to the ground | |
Listening for the pulse that just might drive these hearts tonight | |
And I know we won' t make it out alive | |
We won' t make it out alive | |
When you burn down these bridges | |
And you build up these walls | |
And you' ve torn out these pages | |
And there' s nothing left at all | |
And when that day comes | |
And we' re all still here | |
Will you be waiting? | |
Will you be waiting? | |
With hands in the air hands in the air | |
No one make a sound no one make a sound | |
While you' re in despair, we' ll have our ears to the ground | |
Listening for the pulse that just might drive these hearts tonight | |
And I know we won' t make it out alive | |
And I know we won' t make it out alive |
zuò qǔ : Hit The Lights | |
This is not the end | |
This is just the beginning | |
And don' t you know everything we want | |
Is within our reach at fingertips length | |
We fought nonstop to make these nights our own | |
Now no one can take them away | |
Hands in the air hands in the air | |
No one make a sound no one make a sound | |
While you' re in despair, we' ll have our ears to the ground | |
Listening for the pulse that just might drive these hearts tonight | |
And I know we won' t make it out alive | |
We could have had it all | |
Our backs against the wall | |
Our eyes blindfolded tight | |
Living what they call life x2 We could | |
We could have had it all Our backs | |
Our backs against the wall Our eyes | |
Our eyes blindfolded tight | |
Hands in the air hands in the air | |
No one make a sound no one make a sound | |
While you' re in despair, we' ll have our ears to the ground | |
Listening for the pulse that just might drive these hearts tonight | |
And I know we won' t make it out alive | |
We won' t make it out alive | |
When you burn down these bridges | |
And you build up these walls | |
And you' ve torn out these pages | |
And there' s nothing left at all | |
And when that day comes | |
And we' re all still here | |
Will you be waiting? | |
Will you be waiting? | |
With hands in the air hands in the air | |
No one make a sound no one make a sound | |
While you' re in despair, we' ll have our ears to the ground | |
Listening for the pulse that just might drive these hearts tonight | |
And I know we won' t make it out alive | |
And I know we won' t make it out alive |