| Song | Party In The Hills |
| Artist | Strung Out |
| Album | Blackhawks Over Los Angeles |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Cruz, Strung Out | |
| Slow down | |
| These chemicals won't take you anywhere | |
| So let the smoke go down and fill the room | |
| As you look at me for something else to blame | |
| Breathe in deep as the poison fills your lungs | |
| It's nights like these that make mornings a hope will never come | |
| So hold your breath and follow me | |
| Clockwork devices are all we'll ever be | |
| So you do your dance obliterating everything you see | |
| And I do my best to waste it all away | |
| This machine replicates and hums along | |
| The medication rages but the high is all the same | |
| Just a walking catastrophe now | |
| Crashing into you | |
| So it all goes up flames erasing what will never be | |
| And we'll do it all again tomorrow | |
| So it goes and now it's gone | |
| The life we choose is how we'll fall | |
| The way we destroy is the art of it all | |
| This portrait illustrates what you made me out to be | |
| These colors never run, they only fade in time | |
| I've turned to see your reaction | |
| And what I thought it would be | |
| From somewhere in the distance | |
| I hear the sirens scream | |
| Dancer, I remember the night you set this place on fire | |
| With you out there in the middle of the room | |
| Sitting pretty but you know you have | |
| No defense, you have no defense | |
| As we both go down in flames | |
| You hold your breath and wonder why | |
| No defense, you have no defense | |
| Then you do your dance obliterating everything in sight | |
| So it goes and now it's gone | |
| The life we choose is how we'll fall | |
| The way we destroy is the art of it all | |
| This portrait illustrates what you made me out to be | |
| These colors never run, they only fade in time |
| zuo qu : Cruz, Strung Out | |
| Slow down | |
| These chemicals won' t take you anywhere | |
| So let the smoke go down and fill the room | |
| As you look at me for something else to blame | |
| Breathe in deep as the poison fills your lungs | |
| It' s nights like these that make mornings a hope will never come | |
| So hold your breath and follow me | |
| Clockwork devices are all we' ll ever be | |
| So you do your dance obliterating everything you see | |
| And I do my best to waste it all away | |
| This machine replicates and hums along | |
| The medication rages but the high is all the same | |
| Just a walking catastrophe now | |
| Crashing into you | |
| So it all goes up flames erasing what will never be | |
| And we' ll do it all again tomorrow | |
| So it goes and now it' s gone | |
| The life we choose is how we' ll fall | |
| The way we destroy is the art of it all | |
| This portrait illustrates what you made me out to be | |
| These colors never run, they only fade in time | |
| I' ve turned to see your reaction | |
| And what I thought it would be | |
| From somewhere in the distance | |
| I hear the sirens scream | |
| Dancer, I remember the night you set this place on fire | |
| With you out there in the middle of the room | |
| Sitting pretty but you know you have | |
| No defense, you have no defense | |
| As we both go down in flames | |
| You hold your breath and wonder why | |
| No defense, you have no defense | |
| Then you do your dance obliterating everything in sight | |
| So it goes and now it' s gone | |
| The life we choose is how we' ll fall | |
| The way we destroy is the art of it all | |
| This portrait illustrates what you made me out to be | |
| These colors never run, they only fade in time |
| zuò qǔ : Cruz, Strung Out | |
| Slow down | |
| These chemicals won' t take you anywhere | |
| So let the smoke go down and fill the room | |
| As you look at me for something else to blame | |
| Breathe in deep as the poison fills your lungs | |
| It' s nights like these that make mornings a hope will never come | |
| So hold your breath and follow me | |
| Clockwork devices are all we' ll ever be | |
| So you do your dance obliterating everything you see | |
| And I do my best to waste it all away | |
| This machine replicates and hums along | |
| The medication rages but the high is all the same | |
| Just a walking catastrophe now | |
| Crashing into you | |
| So it all goes up flames erasing what will never be | |
| And we' ll do it all again tomorrow | |
| So it goes and now it' s gone | |
| The life we choose is how we' ll fall | |
| The way we destroy is the art of it all | |
| This portrait illustrates what you made me out to be | |
| These colors never run, they only fade in time | |
| I' ve turned to see your reaction | |
| And what I thought it would be | |
| From somewhere in the distance | |
| I hear the sirens scream | |
| Dancer, I remember the night you set this place on fire | |
| With you out there in the middle of the room | |
| Sitting pretty but you know you have | |
| No defense, you have no defense | |
| As we both go down in flames | |
| You hold your breath and wonder why | |
| No defense, you have no defense | |
| Then you do your dance obliterating everything in sight | |
| So it goes and now it' s gone | |
| The life we choose is how we' ll fall | |
| The way we destroy is the art of it all | |
| This portrait illustrates what you made me out to be | |
| These colors never run, they only fade in time |