| Song | Born In A Bottle |
| Artist | An Angle |
| Album | We Can Breathe Under Alchohol |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Angle | |
| And I heard they could pick it up on an instant | |
| And ill step out of the bar with my two friends | |
| As they held up a paper and pen and said | |
| âWell use these tools to burn your misery | |
| And shadow your heart with a song and singâ | |
| And me I'm born in a bottle of whiskey | |
| And yes my girl, you drink me too quickly | |
| And that's when you said to me âboy I love you dearlyâ | |
| But your eyes were too blind to realize this ending | |
| Well I'm not the one you're stumbling for | |
| And your heart was bound for a better poem | |
| And there's this friend of mine, who's in love with the light | |
| And he carries his heart to the sharpening of a knife | |
| And we all watch him sit and drink âtil he dies | |
| Well the daisies have fallen so push him over and | |
| And I have thirty dollars so lets take the train | |
| And no one's gonna be our taintless change | |
| And America, America we need more guns | |
| Were running out of holy books | |
| So put money in the collection jar | |
| And the news reporter told me | |
| Its gonna be a record breaking summer | |
| So Lets just fill up our gas tanks half way | |
| And cut off both mufflers | |
| Next year the war's gonna come | |
| It's just gonna blow all of us up. | |
| And me I hate the indie music scene | |
| And I carry my voice | |
| For the strength it's given me | |
| Well my guitar it's causing controversy | |
| And my pen's gonna stab through ever record company | |
| There's a plate of food at my dinner table | |
| Filled with all you reviewers | |
| and my friends give me chastity and virtue | |
| My friends they also give me plenty of booze | |
| And we stumble around our town without tying our shoes | |
| But if I fall down now they'd say this with truth | |
| âWell, kid you could walk, and be free from the skills | |
| And sing as loud as you shouldâ | |
| And I'll sing as loud as I should | |
| And I'll sing as loud as I should | |
| And I'll sing as loud as I should | |
| I'm gonna sing as loud as I should. |
| zuo qu : Angle | |
| And I heard they could pick it up on an instant | |
| And ill step out of the bar with my two friends | |
| As they held up a paper and pen and said | |
| Well use these tools to burn your misery | |
| And shadow your heart with a song and sing | |
| And me I' m born in a bottle of whiskey | |
| And yes my girl, you drink me too quickly | |
| And that' s when you said to me boy I love you dearly | |
| But your eyes were too blind to realize this ending | |
| Well I' m not the one you' re stumbling for | |
| And your heart was bound for a better poem | |
| And there' s this friend of mine, who' s in love with the light | |
| And he carries his heart to the sharpening of a knife | |
| And we all watch him sit and drink til he dies | |
| Well the daisies have fallen so push him over and | |
| And I have thirty dollars so lets take the train | |
| And no one' s gonna be our taintless change | |
| And America, America we need more guns | |
| Were running out of holy books | |
| So put money in the collection jar | |
| And the news reporter told me | |
| Its gonna be a record breaking summer | |
| So Lets just fill up our gas tanks half way | |
| And cut off both mufflers | |
| Next year the war' s gonna come | |
| It' s just gonna blow all of us up. | |
| And me I hate the indie music scene | |
| And I carry my voice | |
| For the strength it' s given me | |
| Well my guitar it' s causing controversy | |
| And my pen' s gonna stab through ever record company | |
| There' s a plate of food at my dinner table | |
| Filled with all you reviewers | |
| and my friends give me chastity and virtue | |
| My friends they also give me plenty of booze | |
| And we stumble around our town without tying our shoes | |
| But if I fall down now they' d say this with truth | |
| Well, kid you could walk, and be free from the skills | |
| And sing as loud as you should | |
| And I' ll sing as loud as I should | |
| And I' ll sing as loud as I should | |
| And I' ll sing as loud as I should | |
| I' m gonna sing as loud as I should. |
| zuò qǔ : Angle | |
| And I heard they could pick it up on an instant | |
| And ill step out of the bar with my two friends | |
| As they held up a paper and pen and said | |
| Well use these tools to burn your misery | |
| And shadow your heart with a song and sing | |
| And me I' m born in a bottle of whiskey | |
| And yes my girl, you drink me too quickly | |
| And that' s when you said to me boy I love you dearly | |
| But your eyes were too blind to realize this ending | |
| Well I' m not the one you' re stumbling for | |
| And your heart was bound for a better poem | |
| And there' s this friend of mine, who' s in love with the light | |
| And he carries his heart to the sharpening of a knife | |
| And we all watch him sit and drink til he dies | |
| Well the daisies have fallen so push him over and | |
| And I have thirty dollars so lets take the train | |
| And no one' s gonna be our taintless change | |
| And America, America we need more guns | |
| Were running out of holy books | |
| So put money in the collection jar | |
| And the news reporter told me | |
| Its gonna be a record breaking summer | |
| So Lets just fill up our gas tanks half way | |
| And cut off both mufflers | |
| Next year the war' s gonna come | |
| It' s just gonna blow all of us up. | |
| And me I hate the indie music scene | |
| And I carry my voice | |
| For the strength it' s given me | |
| Well my guitar it' s causing controversy | |
| And my pen' s gonna stab through ever record company | |
| There' s a plate of food at my dinner table | |
| Filled with all you reviewers | |
| and my friends give me chastity and virtue | |
| My friends they also give me plenty of booze | |
| And we stumble around our town without tying our shoes | |
| But if I fall down now they' d say this with truth | |
| Well, kid you could walk, and be free from the skills | |
| And sing as loud as you should | |
| And I' ll sing as loud as I should | |
| And I' ll sing as loud as I should | |
| And I' ll sing as loud as I should | |
| I' m gonna sing as loud as I should. |