Last of the International Playboys Lyrics
| Song | Last of the International Playboys |
| Artist | Stroke 9 |
| Album | The Last of the International Playboys |
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| 作曲 : Stroke Nine | |
| This pressure's a motherfuck | |
| Moving on and up through a crawl space to nowhere | |
| These theories and equations can't be settled | |
| Paper trails are getting longer, can you meet me in the middle | |
| And I follow to the trail to you | |
| Chorus: | |
| I never had the words to tell you | |
| That I never had a home to run to | |
| But I'm back on my feet and it's alright | |
| I'm alright | |
| The fact and fiction's the same | |
| Be quick to learn the game | |
| Cause everybody wants to play the actor | |
| But percentage and factors can leave you high and dry | |
| Listen for echoes and prayers gone by | |
| (Chorus) | |
| In a city of angels it seems so out of place | |
| Too many broken hearts in too big a space | |
| I never had the words to tell you | |
| That I never had a home to run to | |
| But I'm back on my feet and it's alright | |
| No I never had the words to tell you | |
| That I never had a home to run to | |
| But I'm back on my feet and it's alright | |
| I'm out of space, I'm out of time | |
| But it's alright | |
| I'm out of space, I'm out of time | |
| But it's alright |
| zuo qu : Stroke Nine | |
| This pressure' s a motherfuck | |
| Moving on and up through a crawl space to nowhere | |
| These theories and equations can' t be settled | |
| Paper trails are getting longer, can you meet me in the middle | |
| And I follow to the trail to you | |
| Chorus: | |
| I never had the words to tell you | |
| That I never had a home to run to | |
| But I' m back on my feet and it' s alright | |
| I' m alright | |
| The fact and fiction' s the same | |
| Be quick to learn the game | |
| Cause everybody wants to play the actor | |
| But percentage and factors can leave you high and dry | |
| Listen for echoes and prayers gone by | |
| Chorus | |
| In a city of angels it seems so out of place | |
| Too many broken hearts in too big a space | |
| I never had the words to tell you | |
| That I never had a home to run to | |
| But I' m back on my feet and it' s alright | |
| No I never had the words to tell you | |
| That I never had a home to run to | |
| But I' m back on my feet and it' s alright | |
| I' m out of space, I' m out of time | |
| But it' s alright | |
| I' m out of space, I' m out of time | |
| But it' s alright |
| zuò qǔ : Stroke Nine | |
| This pressure' s a motherfuck | |
| Moving on and up through a crawl space to nowhere | |
| These theories and equations can' t be settled | |
| Paper trails are getting longer, can you meet me in the middle | |
| And I follow to the trail to you | |
| Chorus: | |
| I never had the words to tell you | |
| That I never had a home to run to | |
| But I' m back on my feet and it' s alright | |
| I' m alright | |
| The fact and fiction' s the same | |
| Be quick to learn the game | |
| Cause everybody wants to play the actor | |
| But percentage and factors can leave you high and dry | |
| Listen for echoes and prayers gone by | |
| Chorus | |
| In a city of angels it seems so out of place | |
| Too many broken hearts in too big a space | |
| I never had the words to tell you | |
| That I never had a home to run to | |
| But I' m back on my feet and it' s alright | |
| No I never had the words to tell you | |
| That I never had a home to run to | |
| But I' m back on my feet and it' s alright | |
| I' m out of space, I' m out of time | |
| But it' s alright | |
| I' m out of space, I' m out of time | |
| But it' s alright |
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