| Song | Back To Black (Amy Winehouse) |
| Artist | Lightspeed Champion |
| Album | Uncovered, Vol.2 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| She left no time to regret, | |
| Kept her clit wet, | |
| With her same old safe bet. | |
| Me & my head high, | |
| And my tears dry, | |
| Get on without my girl. | |
| You went back to what you knew, | |
| So far removed | |
| From all that we went through. | |
| And I tread a troubled track, | |
| My odds are stacked, | |
| I go back to black. | |
| We only said goodbye with words | |
| I died a hundred times | |
| You go back to him | |
| And I'll go back to | |
| I'll go back to us | |
| I love you much | |
| It's not enough | |
| You love blow and I love puff | |
| And life is like a pipe, | |
| And I'm a tired penny rolling up the walls inside. | |
| We only said goodbye with words | |
| I died a hundred times | |
| You go back to him | |
| And I'll go back to... | |
| We only said goodbye with words | |
| I died a hundred times | |
| You go back to him | |
| And I'll go back to... | |
| Black | |
| Black | |
| Black | |
| Black | |
| Black | |
| Black | |
| Black | |
| I go back to... | |
| I go back to... | |
| We only said goodbye with words | |
| I died a hundred times | |
| You go back to him | |
| And I'll go back to | |
| We only said goodbye with words | |
| I died a hundred times | |
| You go back to him | |
| And I'll go back to black |
| She left no time to regret, | |
| Kept her clit wet, | |
| With her same old safe bet. | |
| Me my head high, | |
| And my tears dry, | |
| Get on without my girl. | |
| You went back to what you knew, | |
| So far removed | |
| From all that we went through. | |
| And I tread a troubled track, | |
| My odds are stacked, | |
| I go back to black. | |
| We only said goodbye with words | |
| I died a hundred times | |
| You go back to him | |
| And I' ll go back to | |
| I' ll go back to us | |
| I love you much | |
| It' s not enough | |
| You love blow and I love puff | |
| And life is like a pipe, | |
| And I' m a tired penny rolling up the walls inside. | |
| We only said goodbye with words | |
| I died a hundred times | |
| You go back to him | |
| And I' ll go back to... | |
| We only said goodbye with words | |
| I died a hundred times | |
| You go back to him | |
| And I' ll go back to... | |
| Black | |
| Black | |
| Black | |
| Black | |
| Black | |
| Black | |
| Black | |
| I go back to... | |
| I go back to... | |
| We only said goodbye with words | |
| I died a hundred times | |
| You go back to him | |
| And I' ll go back to | |
| We only said goodbye with words | |
| I died a hundred times | |
| You go back to him | |
| And I' ll go back to black |
| She left no time to regret, | |
| Kept her clit wet, | |
| With her same old safe bet. | |
| Me my head high, | |
| And my tears dry, | |
| Get on without my girl. | |
| You went back to what you knew, | |
| So far removed | |
| From all that we went through. | |
| And I tread a troubled track, | |
| My odds are stacked, | |
| I go back to black. | |
| We only said goodbye with words | |
| I died a hundred times | |
| You go back to him | |
| And I' ll go back to | |
| I' ll go back to us | |
| I love you much | |
| It' s not enough | |
| You love blow and I love puff | |
| And life is like a pipe, | |
| And I' m a tired penny rolling up the walls inside. | |
| We only said goodbye with words | |
| I died a hundred times | |
| You go back to him | |
| And I' ll go back to... | |
| We only said goodbye with words | |
| I died a hundred times | |
| You go back to him | |
| And I' ll go back to... | |
| Black | |
| Black | |
| Black | |
| Black | |
| Black | |
| Black | |
| Black | |
| I go back to... | |
| I go back to... | |
| We only said goodbye with words | |
| I died a hundred times | |
| You go back to him | |
| And I' ll go back to | |
| We only said goodbye with words | |
| I died a hundred times | |
| You go back to him | |
| And I' ll go back to black |