| Song | Several Ways To Die Trying |
| Artist | Dashboard Confessional |
| Album | A Mark, A Mission, A Brand, A Scar |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Carrabba | |
| Pacific Sun, you should have warned us, it gets so cold here. | |
| And the night can freeze, before you set it on fire. | |
| And our flares go unnoticed. | |
| Dimminished, faded just as soon as they are fired. | |
| We are, we are, intrigued. We are, we are, invisible. | |
| Oh, how we've shouted, how we've screamed, take notice, take interest, take me with you. | |
| But all our fears fall on deaf ears. | |
| Tonight, they're burning the roads they built to lead us to the light. | |
| And blinding our hearts with their shining lies, | |
| while closing our caskets cold and tight. | |
| But I'm dying to live. | |
| Pacific sun, you should have warned us, these heights are dizzying, | |
| and the climb can kill you long before the fall. | |
| And our trails go unmarked and unmapped and covered | |
| just as soon as they are crossed. | |
| We are, we are, intriguing. We are, we are, desirable. | |
| Oh how we've shouted, how we've screamed, | |
| take notice, take interest, take me with you. | |
| But all our fears fall on deaf ears. | |
| Tonight, they're burning the roads they built to lead us to the light. | |
| And blinding our hearts with their shining lies, | |
| while closing our caskets cold and tight. | |
| But I'm dying to live |
| zuo qu : Carrabba | |
| Pacific Sun, you should have warned us, it gets so cold here. | |
| And the night can freeze, before you set it on fire. | |
| And our flares go unnoticed. | |
| Dimminished, faded just as soon as they are fired. | |
| We are, we are, intrigued. We are, we are, invisible. | |
| Oh, how we' ve shouted, how we' ve screamed, take notice, take interest, take me with you. | |
| But all our fears fall on deaf ears. | |
| Tonight, they' re burning the roads they built to lead us to the light. | |
| And blinding our hearts with their shining lies, | |
| while closing our caskets cold and tight. | |
| But I' m dying to live. | |
| Pacific sun, you should have warned us, these heights are dizzying, | |
| and the climb can kill you long before the fall. | |
| And our trails go unmarked and unmapped and covered | |
| just as soon as they are crossed. | |
| We are, we are, intriguing. We are, we are, desirable. | |
| Oh how we' ve shouted, how we' ve screamed, | |
| take notice, take interest, take me with you. | |
| But all our fears fall on deaf ears. | |
| Tonight, they' re burning the roads they built to lead us to the light. | |
| And blinding our hearts with their shining lies, | |
| while closing our caskets cold and tight. | |
| But I' m dying to live |
| zuò qǔ : Carrabba | |
| Pacific Sun, you should have warned us, it gets so cold here. | |
| And the night can freeze, before you set it on fire. | |
| And our flares go unnoticed. | |
| Dimminished, faded just as soon as they are fired. | |
| We are, we are, intrigued. We are, we are, invisible. | |
| Oh, how we' ve shouted, how we' ve screamed, take notice, take interest, take me with you. | |
| But all our fears fall on deaf ears. | |
| Tonight, they' re burning the roads they built to lead us to the light. | |
| And blinding our hearts with their shining lies, | |
| while closing our caskets cold and tight. | |
| But I' m dying to live. | |
| Pacific sun, you should have warned us, these heights are dizzying, | |
| and the climb can kill you long before the fall. | |
| And our trails go unmarked and unmapped and covered | |
| just as soon as they are crossed. | |
| We are, we are, intriguing. We are, we are, desirable. | |
| Oh how we' ve shouted, how we' ve screamed, | |
| take notice, take interest, take me with you. | |
| But all our fears fall on deaf ears. | |
| Tonight, they' re burning the roads they built to lead us to the light. | |
| And blinding our hearts with their shining lies, | |
| while closing our caskets cold and tight. | |
| But I' m dying to live |