Unless It's Kicks Lyrics

	作曲 : Sheff
	What gives this mess some grace unless it's kicks, man
	Unless it's fictions, unless it's sweat or it's songs?
	What hits against this chest unless it's a sick man's hand
	From some midlevel band?
	He's been driving too long
	On a dark windless night, with the stereo on
	With the towns flying by and the ground getting soft
	And a sound in the sky, coming down from above
	It surrounds you and sighs and is whispering of
	What pulls your body down, and that is quicksand
	So climb out quick, hand over hand, before your mouth's all filled up
	What picks you up from down unless it's tricks, man?
	When I've been fixed
	I am convinced that
	I will not get so broke up again
	And on a seven day high, that heavenly song
	Punches right through my mind and just hums through my blood
	And I know it's a lie, but
	I'll still give my love
	Hey, my heart's on the line for your hands to pluck off, oh
	What gives this mess some grace unless it's fiction
	Unless it's licks, man, unless it's lies or it's love?
	What breaks this heart the most is the ghost of some rock and roll fan
	Floating up from the stands with her heart opened up
	And I want to tell her, "Your love isn't lost,"
	And say "My heart is still crossed!"
	I want to scream, "Hey, you're so wonderful! What a dream in the dark about working so hard, about growing so stoned Trying not to turn off, trying not to believe in that lie all on your own."

	zuo qu : Sheff
	What gives this mess some grace unless it' s kicks, man
	Unless it' s fictions, unless it' s sweat or it' s songs?
	What hits against this chest unless it' s a sick man' s hand
	From some midlevel band?
	He' s been driving too long
	On a dark windless night, with the stereo on
	With the towns flying by and the ground getting soft
	And a sound in the sky, coming down from above
	It surrounds you and sighs and is whispering of
	What pulls your body down, and that is quicksand
	So climb out quick, hand over hand, before your mouth' s all filled up
	What picks you up from down unless it' s tricks, man?
	When I' ve been fixed
	I am convinced that
	I will not get so broke up again
	And on a seven day high, that heavenly song
	Punches right through my mind and just hums through my blood
	And I know it' s a lie, but
	I' ll still give my love
	Hey, my heart' s on the line for your hands to pluck off, oh
	What gives this mess some grace unless it' s fiction
	Unless it' s licks, man, unless it' s lies or it' s love?
	What breaks this heart the most is the ghost of some rock and roll fan
	Floating up from the stands with her heart opened up
	And I want to tell her, " Your love isn' t lost,"
	And say " My heart is still crossed!"
	I want to scream, " Hey, you' re so wonderful! What a dream in the dark about working so hard, about growing so stoned Trying not to turn off, trying not to believe in that lie all on your own."

	zuò qǔ : Sheff
	What gives this mess some grace unless it' s kicks, man
	Unless it' s fictions, unless it' s sweat or it' s songs?
	What hits against this chest unless it' s a sick man' s hand
	From some midlevel band?
	He' s been driving too long
	On a dark windless night, with the stereo on
	With the towns flying by and the ground getting soft
	And a sound in the sky, coming down from above
	It surrounds you and sighs and is whispering of
	What pulls your body down, and that is quicksand
	So climb out quick, hand over hand, before your mouth' s all filled up
	What picks you up from down unless it' s tricks, man?
	When I' ve been fixed
	I am convinced that
	I will not get so broke up again
	And on a seven day high, that heavenly song
	Punches right through my mind and just hums through my blood
	And I know it' s a lie, but
	I' ll still give my love
	Hey, my heart' s on the line for your hands to pluck off, oh
	What gives this mess some grace unless it' s fiction
	Unless it' s licks, man, unless it' s lies or it' s love?
	What breaks this heart the most is the ghost of some rock and roll fan
	Floating up from the stands with her heart opened up
	And I want to tell her, " Your love isn' t lost,"
	And say " My heart is still crossed!"
	I want to scream, " Hey, you' re so wonderful! What a dream in the dark about working so hard, about growing so stoned Trying not to turn off, trying not to believe in that lie all on your own."

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