| Song | 100 mph (in 2nd Gear) |
| Artist | Gemma Ray |
| Album | Lights Out Zoltar! |
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| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Ray |
| [00:09.12] | A long, long time ago |
| [00:12.59] | but not so long ago though |
| [00:16.50] | Days went slow but the weeks flew fast, flying past and calling us, "Hurry up!" |
| [00:26.96] | Some people push and shove, other ones aren't tough enough |
| [00:35.28] | Chewing things over and over inside |
| [00:39.70] | Then down that chute they slide, by the wayside |
| [00:47.06] | It's like driving one hundred miles per hour in second gear |
| [00:55.20] | Jumped through one too many hoops to prove you shoot not in cold blood but fear |
| [01:11.01] | This place is so austere, but I feel safe in here |
| [01:18.03] | Feels like a little prison in my mind |
| [01:22.35] | No blinds to draw down when the dark decides |
| [01:29.41] | It's like driving one hundred miles per hour in second gear |
| [01:37.70] | Jumped through one too many hoops to prove you shoot not in cold blood but fear |
| [02:01.68] | Rain's coming down thick and fast |
| [02:05.24] | Pressed up against the glass |
| [02:09.01] | The cold precision of the wipers |
| [02:12.93] | Do nothing to make our journey brighter |
| [02:20.37] | It's like driving one hundred miles per hour in second gear |
| [02:28.27] | Jumped through one too many hoops to prove you shoot not in cold blood but fear |
| [02:36.46] | It's like driving one hundred miles per hour in second gear |
| [02:43.99] | Jumped through one too many hoops to prove you shoot not in cold blood but fear |
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| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Ray |
| [00:09.12] | A long, long time ago |
| [00:12.59] | but not so long ago though |
| [00:16.50] | Days went slow but the weeks flew fast, flying past and calling us, " Hurry up!" |
| [00:26.96] | Some people push and shove, other ones aren' t tough enough |
| [00:35.28] | Chewing things over and over inside |
| [00:39.70] | Then down that chute they slide, by the wayside |
| [00:47.06] | It' s like driving one hundred miles per hour in second gear |
| [00:55.20] | Jumped through one too many hoops to prove you shoot not in cold blood but fear |
| [01:11.01] | This place is so austere, but I feel safe in here |
| [01:18.03] | Feels like a little prison in my mind |
| [01:22.35] | No blinds to draw down when the dark decides |
| [01:29.41] | It' s like driving one hundred miles per hour in second gear |
| [01:37.70] | Jumped through one too many hoops to prove you shoot not in cold blood but fear |
| [02:01.68] | Rain' s coming down thick and fast |
| [02:05.24] | Pressed up against the glass |
| [02:09.01] | The cold precision of the wipers |
| [02:12.93] | Do nothing to make our journey brighter |
| [02:20.37] | It' s like driving one hundred miles per hour in second gear |
| [02:28.27] | Jumped through one too many hoops to prove you shoot not in cold blood but fear |
| [02:36.46] | It' s like driving one hundred miles per hour in second gear |
| [02:43.99] | Jumped through one too many hoops to prove you shoot not in cold blood but fear |