| Song | I Wish I Had |
| Artist | Stroke |
| Album | First In Last Out |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Barry, Black, Kelly | |
| Yeah | |
| Every stone that's turned | |
| Every lesson learned | |
| Every moment fixed up always | |
| Can you find what's lost? | |
| Realize the cost? | |
| Undermining the boss just don't pay | |
| Every image flash | |
| For the excess cash | |
| Every road that's leading nowhere | |
| It's the line you follow | |
| Cream you swallow | |
| Hate gets hollow always | |
| And you still won't stop | |
| Running till you drop | |
| Thinking you might reach | |
| The sky | |
| (The sky) | |
| So the only question left | |
| To ask is why | |
| Why (x2) | |
| I wish I had a gun | |
| So I could get wasted | |
| Sometimes you win | |
| And sometimes you lose | |
| Sometimes there's nowhere left you can run to | |
| And if I had a gun | |
| I'd want to get wasted | |
| One day it's hard | |
| The next time it's cool | |
| Sometimes there's nowhere left you can run to | |
| Every mourning wake | |
| Every demon shake | |
| Gonna come full circle someday | |
| Every buried past | |
| Every time the last | |
| But it just don't wash up no way | |
| All the shameful waste | |
| For the stone you crave | |
| Every guess you hazard, gone | |
| And the only road you know | |
| Is further on | |
| On (x2) | |
| Yeah | |
| I wish I had a gun | |
| So I could get wasted | |
| Sometimes you win | |
| And sometimes you lose | |
| Sometimes there's nowhere left you can run to | |
| And if I had a gun | |
| I'd want to get wasted | |
| One day it's hard | |
| The next time it's cool | |
| Sometimes there's nowhere left you can run to | |
| Every powder trip | |
| Every girl you slip | |
| Underneath, it's over one day | |
| For the great white lie | |
| You hide | |
| Then you die | |
| I wish I had a gun | |
| So I could get wasted | |
| (So I could get wasted) | |
| Sometimes you win | |
| And sometimes you lose | |
| Sometimes there's nowhere left you can run to | |
| (Oh, yeah) | |
| And if I had a gun | |
| (Stone free) | |
| I'd want to get wasted | |
| (As free as the wind blows) | |
| One day it's hard | |
| (As free as the rocks glow) | |
| The next time it's cool | |
| (Stone free) (x2) | |
| Sometimes there's nowhere left you can run to | |
| (x8) Yes, this is free | |
| (I wish I had a gun) | |
| Stone free (x8) |
| zuo qu : Barry, Black, Kelly | |
| Yeah | |
| Every stone that' s turned | |
| Every lesson learned | |
| Every moment fixed up always | |
| Can you find what' s lost? | |
| Realize the cost? | |
| Undermining the boss just don' t pay | |
| Every image flash | |
| For the excess cash | |
| Every road that' s leading nowhere | |
| It' s the line you follow | |
| Cream you swallow | |
| Hate gets hollow always | |
| And you still won' t stop | |
| Running till you drop | |
| Thinking you might reach | |
| The sky | |
| The sky | |
| So the only question left | |
| To ask is why | |
| Why x2 | |
| I wish I had a gun | |
| So I could get wasted | |
| Sometimes you win | |
| And sometimes you lose | |
| Sometimes there' s nowhere left you can run to | |
| And if I had a gun | |
| I' d want to get wasted | |
| One day it' s hard | |
| The next time it' s cool | |
| Sometimes there' s nowhere left you can run to | |
| Every mourning wake | |
| Every demon shake | |
| Gonna come full circle someday | |
| Every buried past | |
| Every time the last | |
| But it just don' t wash up no way | |
| All the shameful waste | |
| For the stone you crave | |
| Every guess you hazard, gone | |
| And the only road you know | |
| Is further on | |
| On x2 | |
| Yeah | |
| I wish I had a gun | |
| So I could get wasted | |
| Sometimes you win | |
| And sometimes you lose | |
| Sometimes there' s nowhere left you can run to | |
| And if I had a gun | |
| I' d want to get wasted | |
| One day it' s hard | |
| The next time it' s cool | |
| Sometimes there' s nowhere left you can run to | |
| Every powder trip | |
| Every girl you slip | |
| Underneath, it' s over one day | |
| For the great white lie | |
| You hide | |
| Then you die | |
| I wish I had a gun | |
| So I could get wasted | |
| So I could get wasted | |
| Sometimes you win | |
| And sometimes you lose | |
| Sometimes there' s nowhere left you can run to | |
| Oh, yeah | |
| And if I had a gun | |
| Stone free | |
| I' d want to get wasted | |
| As free as the wind blows | |
| One day it' s hard | |
| As free as the rocks glow | |
| The next time it' s cool | |
| Stone free x2 | |
| Sometimes there' s nowhere left you can run to | |
| x8 Yes, this is free | |
| I wish I had a gun | |
| Stone free x8 |
| zuò qǔ : Barry, Black, Kelly | |
| Yeah | |
| Every stone that' s turned | |
| Every lesson learned | |
| Every moment fixed up always | |
| Can you find what' s lost? | |
| Realize the cost? | |
| Undermining the boss just don' t pay | |
| Every image flash | |
| For the excess cash | |
| Every road that' s leading nowhere | |
| It' s the line you follow | |
| Cream you swallow | |
| Hate gets hollow always | |
| And you still won' t stop | |
| Running till you drop | |
| Thinking you might reach | |
| The sky | |
| The sky | |
| So the only question left | |
| To ask is why | |
| Why x2 | |
| I wish I had a gun | |
| So I could get wasted | |
| Sometimes you win | |
| And sometimes you lose | |
| Sometimes there' s nowhere left you can run to | |
| And if I had a gun | |
| I' d want to get wasted | |
| One day it' s hard | |
| The next time it' s cool | |
| Sometimes there' s nowhere left you can run to | |
| Every mourning wake | |
| Every demon shake | |
| Gonna come full circle someday | |
| Every buried past | |
| Every time the last | |
| But it just don' t wash up no way | |
| All the shameful waste | |
| For the stone you crave | |
| Every guess you hazard, gone | |
| And the only road you know | |
| Is further on | |
| On x2 | |
| Yeah | |
| I wish I had a gun | |
| So I could get wasted | |
| Sometimes you win | |
| And sometimes you lose | |
| Sometimes there' s nowhere left you can run to | |
| And if I had a gun | |
| I' d want to get wasted | |
| One day it' s hard | |
| The next time it' s cool | |
| Sometimes there' s nowhere left you can run to | |
| Every powder trip | |
| Every girl you slip | |
| Underneath, it' s over one day | |
| For the great white lie | |
| You hide | |
| Then you die | |
| I wish I had a gun | |
| So I could get wasted | |
| So I could get wasted | |
| Sometimes you win | |
| And sometimes you lose | |
| Sometimes there' s nowhere left you can run to | |
| Oh, yeah | |
| And if I had a gun | |
| Stone free | |
| I' d want to get wasted | |
| As free as the wind blows | |
| One day it' s hard | |
| As free as the rocks glow | |
| The next time it' s cool | |
| Stone free x2 | |
| Sometimes there' s nowhere left you can run to | |
| x8 Yes, this is free | |
| I wish I had a gun | |
| Stone free x8 |