| Song | Youth |
| Artist | Harlequin Gold |
| Album | Youth |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
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| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Elleson Jean O'Brien |
| [00:00.00] | Breathing through the pay cuts |
| [00:01.57] | All the false hopes and the faithless |
| [00:03.85] | Out of light |
| [00:08.85] | Oh these snakes will take my soul |
| [00:11.01] | And tease me till I can't tap out the fight |
| [00:14.46] | |
| [00:17.06] | Burn those buildings to the ground |
| [00:19.45] | Proving to be harder now to find a heart of gold |
| [00:26.17] | Take the ticket, not the price |
| [00:28.67] | I can hardly sacrifice the lies we've all been told |
| [00:33.60] | |
| [00:36.67] | Oh the, oh the fade I crave it |
| [00:40.18] | Flipping through the pages |
| [00:42.42] | Mourning my own youth |
| [00:45.41] | I'm older |
| [00:47.00] | Sipping rum and cola |
| [00:49.27] | Dreaming about the days |
| [00:51.10] | I was young enough to choose |
| [00:54.54] | My youth |
| [00:56.53] | |
| [01:04.28] | Choose your mask for weekends |
| [01:06.15] | All the bars are filled with heathens |
| [01:08.47] | Had enough |
| [01:09.93] | |
| [01:13.43] | All my friends are taken |
| [01:15.26] | Lock the vaults and leave me hanging |
| [01:17.61] | Call my bluff |
| [01:19.92] | |
| [01:21.43] | Cause I burnt those bridges to the ground |
| [01:23.97] | Proving to be harder now to find a heart of gold |
| [01:30.60] | Sold my ticket half the price |
| [01:33.22] | I can hardly sacrifice the lies we've all been told |
| [01:38.61] | |
| [01:41.39] | Oh the, oh the fade I crave it |
| [01:44.77] | Flipping through the pages |
| [01:47.11] | Mourning my own youth |
| [01:49.85] | I'm older |
| [01:51.59] | Sipping rum and cola |
| [01:53.93] | Dreaming about the days |
| [01:55.78] | I was young enough to choose |
| [01:59.19] | My youth |
| [02:01.10] | |
| [02:55.10] | Oh the, oh the fade I crave it |
| [02:58.47] | Flipping through the pages |
| [03:00.83] | Mourning my own youth |
| [03:03.56] | I'm older |
| [03:05.45] | Sipping rum and cola |
| [03:07.65] | Dreaming about the days |
| [03:09.51] | I was young enough to choose |
| [03:13.02] | My youth |
| [03:14.92] |
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| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : Elleson Jean O' Brien |
| [00:00.00] | Breathing through the pay cuts |
| [00:01.57] | All the false hopes and the faithless |
| [00:03.85] | Out of light |
| [00:08.85] | Oh these snakes will take my soul |
| [00:11.01] | And tease me till I can' t tap out the fight |
| [00:14.46] | |
| [00:17.06] | Burn those buildings to the ground |
| [00:19.45] | Proving to be harder now to find a heart of gold |
| [00:26.17] | Take the ticket, not the price |
| [00:28.67] | I can hardly sacrifice the lies we' ve all been told |
| [00:33.60] | |
| [00:36.67] | Oh the, oh the fade I crave it |
| [00:40.18] | Flipping through the pages |
| [00:42.42] | Mourning my own youth |
| [00:45.41] | I' m older |
| [00:47.00] | Sipping rum and cola |
| [00:49.27] | Dreaming about the days |
| [00:51.10] | I was young enough to choose |
| [00:54.54] | My youth |
| [00:56.53] | |
| [01:04.28] | Choose your mask for weekends |
| [01:06.15] | All the bars are filled with heathens |
| [01:08.47] | Had enough |
| [01:09.93] | |
| [01:13.43] | All my friends are taken |
| [01:15.26] | Lock the vaults and leave me hanging |
| [01:17.61] | Call my bluff |
| [01:19.92] | |
| [01:21.43] | Cause I burnt those bridges to the ground |
| [01:23.97] | Proving to be harder now to find a heart of gold |
| [01:30.60] | Sold my ticket half the price |
| [01:33.22] | I can hardly sacrifice the lies we' ve all been told |
| [01:38.61] | |
| [01:41.39] | Oh the, oh the fade I crave it |
| [01:44.77] | Flipping through the pages |
| [01:47.11] | Mourning my own youth |
| [01:49.85] | I' m older |
| [01:51.59] | Sipping rum and cola |
| [01:53.93] | Dreaming about the days |
| [01:55.78] | I was young enough to choose |
| [01:59.19] | My youth |
| [02:01.10] | |
| [02:55.10] | Oh the, oh the fade I crave it |
| [02:58.47] | Flipping through the pages |
| [03:00.83] | Mourning my own youth |
| [03:03.56] | I' m older |
| [03:05.45] | Sipping rum and cola |
| [03:07.65] | Dreaming about the days |
| [03:09.51] | I was young enough to choose |
| [03:13.02] | My youth |
| [03:14.92] |
| ti: | |
| ar: | |
| al: | |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Elleson Jean O' Brien |
| [00:00.00] | Breathing through the pay cuts |
| [00:01.57] | All the false hopes and the faithless |
| [00:03.85] | Out of light |
| [00:08.85] | Oh these snakes will take my soul |
| [00:11.01] | And tease me till I can' t tap out the fight |
| [00:14.46] | |
| [00:17.06] | Burn those buildings to the ground |
| [00:19.45] | Proving to be harder now to find a heart of gold |
| [00:26.17] | Take the ticket, not the price |
| [00:28.67] | I can hardly sacrifice the lies we' ve all been told |
| [00:33.60] | |
| [00:36.67] | Oh the, oh the fade I crave it |
| [00:40.18] | Flipping through the pages |
| [00:42.42] | Mourning my own youth |
| [00:45.41] | I' m older |
| [00:47.00] | Sipping rum and cola |
| [00:49.27] | Dreaming about the days |
| [00:51.10] | I was young enough to choose |
| [00:54.54] | My youth |
| [00:56.53] | |
| [01:04.28] | Choose your mask for weekends |
| [01:06.15] | All the bars are filled with heathens |
| [01:08.47] | Had enough |
| [01:09.93] | |
| [01:13.43] | All my friends are taken |
| [01:15.26] | Lock the vaults and leave me hanging |
| [01:17.61] | Call my bluff |
| [01:19.92] | |
| [01:21.43] | Cause I burnt those bridges to the ground |
| [01:23.97] | Proving to be harder now to find a heart of gold |
| [01:30.60] | Sold my ticket half the price |
| [01:33.22] | I can hardly sacrifice the lies we' ve all been told |
| [01:38.61] | |
| [01:41.39] | Oh the, oh the fade I crave it |
| [01:44.77] | Flipping through the pages |
| [01:47.11] | Mourning my own youth |
| [01:49.85] | I' m older |
| [01:51.59] | Sipping rum and cola |
| [01:53.93] | Dreaming about the days |
| [01:55.78] | I was young enough to choose |
| [01:59.19] | My youth |
| [02:01.10] | |
| [02:55.10] | Oh the, oh the fade I crave it |
| [02:58.47] | Flipping through the pages |
| [03:00.83] | Mourning my own youth |
| [03:03.56] | I' m older |
| [03:05.45] | Sipping rum and cola |
| [03:07.65] | Dreaming about the days |
| [03:09.51] | I was young enough to choose |
| [03:13.02] | My youth |
| [03:14.92] |