Gold Dust Vs. State of Illinois Lyrics
| Song | Gold Dust Vs. State of Illinois |
| Artist | Spitalfield |
| Album | Stop Doing Bad Things |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Spitalfield | |
| You picked out your favorite dress; | |
| Made yourself up your very best. | |
| I know you're trying to be | |
| Anyone's everything. | |
| I know you're dying to be | |
| Broken and let down by me. | |
| With those eyes that you throw me. | |
| And those lines that you sold me. | |
| I can't break if | |
| I don't bend. | |
| And she's not coming around again. | |
| Those eyes that you throw me. | |
| And those lines that you sold me. | |
| I can't break if | |
| I don't bend. | |
| And she's not coming around again. | |
| You know you've gotta leave. | |
| Get up, get up, get out. | |
| And don't be seen. | |
| Find yourself on your way there. | |
| You know you've gotta leave. | |
| Get up, get up, get out. | |
| And don't be seen. | |
| Find yourself on your way there. | |
| Fallin', fall out. | |
| And then jump in again. | |
| I'm not running, | |
| I'm just walking faster. | |
| Don't let this keep you down. | |
| Why do that to yourself? | |
| What could you be after? | |
| With those eyes that you throw me. | |
| And those lines that you sold me. | |
| I can't break if | |
| I don't bend. | |
| And she's not coming around again. | |
| Those eyes that you throw me. | |
| And those lines that you sold me. | |
| I can't break if | |
| I don't bend. | |
| And she's not coming around again. | |
| You know you've gotta leave. | |
| Get up, get up, get out. | |
| And don't be seen. | |
| Find yourself on your way there. | |
| You know you've gotta leave. | |
| Get up, get up, get out. | |
| And don't be seen. | |
| Find yourself on your way there. | |
| You know you've gotta leave. | |
| Get up, get up, get out. | |
| And don't be seen. | |
| Find yourself on your way there. | |
| You know you've gotta leave. | |
| Get up, get up, get out. | |
| And don't be seen. | |
| Find yourself on your way there. |
| zuo qu : Spitalfield | |
| You picked out your favorite dress | |
| Made yourself up your very best. | |
| I know you' re trying to be | |
| Anyone' s everything. | |
| I know you' re dying to be | |
| Broken and let down by me. | |
| With those eyes that you throw me. | |
| And those lines that you sold me. | |
| I can' t break if | |
| I don' t bend. | |
| And she' s not coming around again. | |
| Those eyes that you throw me. | |
| And those lines that you sold me. | |
| I can' t break if | |
| I don' t bend. | |
| And she' s not coming around again. | |
| You know you' ve gotta leave. | |
| Get up, get up, get out. | |
| And don' t be seen. | |
| Find yourself on your way there. | |
| You know you' ve gotta leave. | |
| Get up, get up, get out. | |
| And don' t be seen. | |
| Find yourself on your way there. | |
| Fallin', fall out. | |
| And then jump in again. | |
| I' m not running, | |
| I' m just walking faster. | |
| Don' t let this keep you down. | |
| Why do that to yourself? | |
| What could you be after? | |
| With those eyes that you throw me. | |
| And those lines that you sold me. | |
| I can' t break if | |
| I don' t bend. | |
| And she' s not coming around again. | |
| Those eyes that you throw me. | |
| And those lines that you sold me. | |
| I can' t break if | |
| I don' t bend. | |
| And she' s not coming around again. | |
| You know you' ve gotta leave. | |
| Get up, get up, get out. | |
| And don' t be seen. | |
| Find yourself on your way there. | |
| You know you' ve gotta leave. | |
| Get up, get up, get out. | |
| And don' t be seen. | |
| Find yourself on your way there. | |
| You know you' ve gotta leave. | |
| Get up, get up, get out. | |
| And don' t be seen. | |
| Find yourself on your way there. | |
| You know you' ve gotta leave. | |
| Get up, get up, get out. | |
| And don' t be seen. | |
| Find yourself on your way there. |
| zuò qǔ : Spitalfield | |
| You picked out your favorite dress | |
| Made yourself up your very best. | |
| I know you' re trying to be | |
| Anyone' s everything. | |
| I know you' re dying to be | |
| Broken and let down by me. | |
| With those eyes that you throw me. | |
| And those lines that you sold me. | |
| I can' t break if | |
| I don' t bend. | |
| And she' s not coming around again. | |
| Those eyes that you throw me. | |
| And those lines that you sold me. | |
| I can' t break if | |
| I don' t bend. | |
| And she' s not coming around again. | |
| You know you' ve gotta leave. | |
| Get up, get up, get out. | |
| And don' t be seen. | |
| Find yourself on your way there. | |
| You know you' ve gotta leave. | |
| Get up, get up, get out. | |
| And don' t be seen. | |
| Find yourself on your way there. | |
| Fallin', fall out. | |
| And then jump in again. | |
| I' m not running, | |
| I' m just walking faster. | |
| Don' t let this keep you down. | |
| Why do that to yourself? | |
| What could you be after? | |
| With those eyes that you throw me. | |
| And those lines that you sold me. | |
| I can' t break if | |
| I don' t bend. | |
| And she' s not coming around again. | |
| Those eyes that you throw me. | |
| And those lines that you sold me. | |
| I can' t break if | |
| I don' t bend. | |
| And she' s not coming around again. | |
| You know you' ve gotta leave. | |
| Get up, get up, get out. | |
| And don' t be seen. | |
| Find yourself on your way there. | |
| You know you' ve gotta leave. | |
| Get up, get up, get out. | |
| And don' t be seen. | |
| Find yourself on your way there. | |
| You know you' ve gotta leave. | |
| Get up, get up, get out. | |
| And don' t be seen. | |
| Find yourself on your way there. | |
| You know you' ve gotta leave. | |
| Get up, get up, get out. | |
| And don' t be seen. | |
| Find yourself on your way there. |
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