| Song | The Artist In The Ambulance - Live At The House Of Blues |
| Artist | Thrice |
| Album | Live At The House Of Blues |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [ti:The Artist In The Ambulance] | |
| [ar:Thrice] | |
| [00:00.430] | Late night,brakes lock,hear the tires squeal |
| [00:03.10] | Red light,can't stop so I spin the wheel |
| [00:05.820] | My world goes black before I feel an angel lift me up |
| [00:10.570] | And I open bloodshot eyes into fluorescent white |
| [00:16.596] | They flip the siren,hit the lights,close the doors and I am gone |
| [00:32.540] | Now I lay here owing my life to a stranger |
| [00:36.680] | And I realize that empty words are not enough |
| [00:41.365] | I'm left here with the question of just |
| [00:44.235] | What have I to show except the promises I never kept? |
| [00:49.465] | I lie here shaking on this bed,under the weight of my regrets |
| [00:54.465] | I hope that I will never let you down |
| [01:02.925] | I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound |
| [01:24.289] | Look around and you'll see that at times it feels like no one really cares |
| [01:29.799] | It gets me down but I'm still gonna try to do what's right,I know that there's |
| [01:34.929] | A difference between sleight of hand,and giving everything you have |
| [01:40.425] | There's a line drawn in the sand,I'm working up the will to cross it and |
| [01:45.755] | I hope that I will never let you down |
| [01:53.795] | I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound |
| [02:08.43] | Rhetoric can't raise the dead |
| [02:11.193] | I'm sick of always talking when there's no change |
| [02:18.763] | Rhetoric can't raise the dead |
| [02:22.93] | I'm sick of empty words,let's lead and not follow |
| [02:30.164] | Late night,brakes lock,hear the tires squeal |
| [02:32.904] | Red light,can't stop so I spin the wheel |
| [02:35.614] | My world goes black before I feel an angel steal me from the |
| [02:40.214] | Greedy jaws of death and chance,and pull me in with steady hands |
| [02:46.124] | They've given me a second chance,the artist in the ambulance |
| [02:51.244] | I hope that I will never let you down |
| [02:59.642] | I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound |
| [03:10.573] | Can we pick you off the ground,more than flashing lights and sound |
| [03:21.273] | Jonathan 丶徐博浩制作-好听的歌,由我选择;佳妮这首歌很好听哦~~~! |
| ti: The Artist In The Ambulance | |
| ar: Thrice | |
| [00:00.430] | Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal |
| [00:03.10] | Red light, can' t stop so I spin the wheel |
| [00:05.820] | My world goes black before I feel an angel lift me up |
| [00:10.570] | And I open bloodshot eyes into fluorescent white |
| [00:16.596] | They flip the siren, hit the lights, close the doors and I am gone |
| [00:32.540] | Now I lay here owing my life to a stranger |
| [00:36.680] | And I realize that empty words are not enough |
| [00:41.365] | I' m left here with the question of just |
| [00:44.235] | What have I to show except the promises I never kept? |
| [00:49.465] | I lie here shaking on this bed, under the weight of my regrets |
| [00:54.465] | I hope that I will never let you down |
| [01:02.925] | I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound |
| [01:24.289] | Look around and you' ll see that at times it feels like no one really cares |
| [01:29.799] | It gets me down but I' m still gonna try to do what' s right, I know that there' s |
| [01:34.929] | A difference between sleight of hand, and giving everything you have |
| [01:40.425] | There' s a line drawn in the sand, I' m working up the will to cross it and |
| [01:45.755] | I hope that I will never let you down |
| [01:53.795] | I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound |
| [02:08.43] | Rhetoric can' t raise the dead |
| [02:11.193] | I' m sick of always talking when there' s no change |
| [02:18.763] | Rhetoric can' t raise the dead |
| [02:22.93] | I' m sick of empty words, let' s lead and not follow |
| [02:30.164] | Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal |
| [02:32.904] | Red light, can' t stop so I spin the wheel |
| [02:35.614] | My world goes black before I feel an angel steal me from the |
| [02:40.214] | Greedy jaws of death and chance, and pull me in with steady hands |
| [02:46.124] | They' ve given me a second chance, the artist in the ambulance |
| [02:51.244] | I hope that I will never let you down |
| [02:59.642] | I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound |
| [03:10.573] | Can we pick you off the ground, more than flashing lights and sound |
| [03:21.273] | Jonathan zhu xu bo hao zhi zuo hao ting de ge, you wo xuan ze jia ni zhe shou ge hen hao ting o! |
| ti: The Artist In The Ambulance | |
| ar: Thrice | |
| [00:00.430] | Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal |
| [00:03.10] | Red light, can' t stop so I spin the wheel |
| [00:05.820] | My world goes black before I feel an angel lift me up |
| [00:10.570] | And I open bloodshot eyes into fluorescent white |
| [00:16.596] | They flip the siren, hit the lights, close the doors and I am gone |
| [00:32.540] | Now I lay here owing my life to a stranger |
| [00:36.680] | And I realize that empty words are not enough |
| [00:41.365] | I' m left here with the question of just |
| [00:44.235] | What have I to show except the promises I never kept? |
| [00:49.465] | I lie here shaking on this bed, under the weight of my regrets |
| [00:54.465] | I hope that I will never let you down |
| [01:02.925] | I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound |
| [01:24.289] | Look around and you' ll see that at times it feels like no one really cares |
| [01:29.799] | It gets me down but I' m still gonna try to do what' s right, I know that there' s |
| [01:34.929] | A difference between sleight of hand, and giving everything you have |
| [01:40.425] | There' s a line drawn in the sand, I' m working up the will to cross it and |
| [01:45.755] | I hope that I will never let you down |
| [01:53.795] | I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound |
| [02:08.43] | Rhetoric can' t raise the dead |
| [02:11.193] | I' m sick of always talking when there' s no change |
| [02:18.763] | Rhetoric can' t raise the dead |
| [02:22.93] | I' m sick of empty words, let' s lead and not follow |
| [02:30.164] | Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal |
| [02:32.904] | Red light, can' t stop so I spin the wheel |
| [02:35.614] | My world goes black before I feel an angel steal me from the |
| [02:40.214] | Greedy jaws of death and chance, and pull me in with steady hands |
| [02:46.124] | They' ve given me a second chance, the artist in the ambulance |
| [02:51.244] | I hope that I will never let you down |
| [02:59.642] | I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound |
| [03:10.573] | Can we pick you off the ground, more than flashing lights and sound |
| [03:21.273] | Jonathan zhǔ xú bó hào zhì zuò hǎo tīng de gē, yóu wǒ xuǎn zé jiā nī zhè shǒu gē hěn hǎo tīng ó! |