Song | Twenty-Six |
Artist | Happy Hour |
Album | Twenty-Six |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.000] | 作曲 : David Sebastian Alfaro |
[00:13.845] | It's been such a long time |
[00:16.842] | Since l've let you see me cry |
[00:19.848] | How do you do it? It is fluid? Do I lack fluid? |
[00:24.356] | 'Cause when the storm comes I feel dry |
[00:26.353] | Sick! sick! sick! |
[00:29.345] | Thinking of this, this, this |
[00:32.606] | Something within, in, in |
[00:35.858] | Need to put out, out, out |
[00:39.353] | The fire |
[00:46.110] | The fire! |
[00:47.851] | ♪ |
[00:57.854] | Can't open myself up to you |
[01:01.109] | What the hell am I supposed to do? |
[01:07.601] | When it hurts to speak in tongues |
[01:12.107] | And reconcile what's due |
[01:14.848] | I don't think that you get it |
[01:17.103] | I think I need a medic |
[01:18.849] | I think I need a medic! |
[01:21.106] | 26 years and now I realize, now I realize |
[01:31.345] | It's been such a long time |
[01:37.843] | Since I've said that I was fine |
[01:41.104] | I guess it's progress, what you call it |
[01:43.607] | I'm just stalling |
[01:45.102] | 'Cause the truth is that I'm sick |
[01:47.610] | A sin is hiding deep within the trenches |
[01:50.350] | You think you've reached me at my conversation benches |
[01:54.599] | But alsa, I'm not over the last time |
[01:58.092] | Kiss me now because it might be the last time |
[02:01.842] | Still I... |
[02:03.096] | I can't open myself up to you |
[02:10.097] | What the hell am I supposed to do? |
[02:17.341] | When it hurts to speak in tongues |
[02:21.093] | And reconcile what's due |
[02:23.606] | I don't think that you get it |
[02:26.102] | I think I need a medic |
[02:27.858] | I think I need a medic! |
[02:43.592] | And by the time |
[02:46.614] | I've drawn the lines, it'll be too late |
[02:50.349] | 'Cause my disguise |
[02:52.856] | Has been prescribed. I'll self-medicate |
[02:58.349] | And spiral down |
[03:00.357] | So by the end, I'll crack the code |
[03:03.596] | Deep in the crowd |
[03:05.846] | But by the end I still feel cold |
[03:10.347] | Ribs like a cage full of fire. |
[03:11.850] | sulfur and ashes, a liar |
[03:13.598] | Thinking about all the things you could to me |
[03:15.857] | Paranoid you would conspire |
[03:17.345] | But she's so pristine, a chapel I could call Sistine |
[03:20.348] | Lay me down in St.Peter and wash my body clean |
[03:22.844] | I just wanna say, you're |
[03:25.602] | someone that I like |
[03:26.850] | someone that I like |
[03:28.094] | someone that I like |
[03:30.356] | Spread these ashes out and suffocate the fire |
[03:33.352] | Suffocate the fire |
[03:35.607] | The fire! |
[03:53.101] | Can't open myself up to you |
[04:01.344] | What the hell am I supposed to do? |
[04:07.362] | When it hurts to speak in tongues |
[04:11.603] | And reconcile what's due |
[04:14.104] | I don't think that you get it |
[04:16.841] | I think I need a medic |
[04:18.109] | I think I need a medic! |
[04:20.865] | Never gonna open up and let you see inside, no! |
[04:23.351] | Let it! Let it! Let it! Let it! Let it bleed |
[04:27.355] | Never gonna open up, I'm rotting from inside |
[04:30.601] | So help me, god, I'll hold it in until I die ~ |
[00:00.000] | zuo qu : David Sebastian Alfaro |
[00:13.845] | It' s been such a long time |
[00:16.842] | Since l' ve let you see me cry |
[00:19.848] | How do you do it? It is fluid? Do I lack fluid? |
[00:24.356] | ' Cause when the storm comes I feel dry |
[00:26.353] | Sick! sick! sick! |
[00:29.345] | Thinking of this, this, this |
[00:32.606] | Something within, in, in |
[00:35.858] | Need to put out, out, out |
[00:39.353] | The fire |
[00:46.110] | The fire! |
[00:47.851] | |
[00:57.854] | Can' t open myself up to you |
[01:01.109] | What the hell am I supposed to do? |
[01:07.601] | When it hurts to speak in tongues |
[01:12.107] | And reconcile what' s due |
[01:14.848] | I don' t think that you get it |
[01:17.103] | I think I need a medic |
[01:18.849] | I think I need a medic! |
[01:21.106] | 26 years and now I realize, now I realize |
[01:31.345] | It' s been such a long time |
[01:37.843] | Since I' ve said that I was fine |
[01:41.104] | I guess it' s progress, what you call it |
[01:43.607] | I' m just stalling |
[01:45.102] | ' Cause the truth is that I' m sick |
[01:47.610] | A sin is hiding deep within the trenches |
[01:50.350] | You think you' ve reached me at my conversation benches |
[01:54.599] | But alsa, I' m not over the last time |
[01:58.092] | Kiss me now because it might be the last time |
[02:01.842] | Still I... |
[02:03.096] | I can' t open myself up to you |
[02:10.097] | What the hell am I supposed to do? |
[02:17.341] | When it hurts to speak in tongues |
[02:21.093] | And reconcile what' s due |
[02:23.606] | I don' t think that you get it |
[02:26.102] | I think I need a medic |
[02:27.858] | I think I need a medic! |
[02:43.592] | And by the time |
[02:46.614] | I' ve drawn the lines, it' ll be too late |
[02:50.349] | ' Cause my disguise |
[02:52.856] | Has been prescribed. I' ll selfmedicate |
[02:58.349] | And spiral down |
[03:00.357] | So by the end, I' ll crack the code |
[03:03.596] | Deep in the crowd |
[03:05.846] | But by the end I still feel cold |
[03:10.347] | Ribs like a cage full of fire. |
[03:11.850] | sulfur and ashes, a liar |
[03:13.598] | Thinking about all the things you could to me |
[03:15.857] | Paranoid you would conspire |
[03:17.345] | But she' s so pristine, a chapel I could call Sistine |
[03:20.348] | Lay me down in St. Peter and wash my body clean |
[03:22.844] | I just wanna say, you' re |
[03:25.602] | someone that I like |
[03:26.850] | someone that I like |
[03:28.094] | someone that I like |
[03:30.356] | Spread these ashes out and suffocate the fire |
[03:33.352] | Suffocate the fire |
[03:35.607] | The fire! |
[03:53.101] | Can' t open myself up to you |
[04:01.344] | What the hell am I supposed to do? |
[04:07.362] | When it hurts to speak in tongues |
[04:11.603] | And reconcile what' s due |
[04:14.104] | I don' t think that you get it |
[04:16.841] | I think I need a medic |
[04:18.109] | I think I need a medic! |
[04:20.865] | Never gonna open up and let you see inside, no! |
[04:23.351] | Let it! Let it! Let it! Let it! Let it bleed |
[04:27.355] | Never gonna open up, I' m rotting from inside |
[04:30.601] | So help me, god, I' ll hold it in until I die |
[00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : David Sebastian Alfaro |
[00:13.845] | It' s been such a long time |
[00:16.842] | Since l' ve let you see me cry |
[00:19.848] | How do you do it? It is fluid? Do I lack fluid? |
[00:24.356] | ' Cause when the storm comes I feel dry |
[00:26.353] | Sick! sick! sick! |
[00:29.345] | Thinking of this, this, this |
[00:32.606] | Something within, in, in |
[00:35.858] | Need to put out, out, out |
[00:39.353] | The fire |
[00:46.110] | The fire! |
[00:47.851] | |
[00:57.854] | Can' t open myself up to you |
[01:01.109] | What the hell am I supposed to do? |
[01:07.601] | When it hurts to speak in tongues |
[01:12.107] | And reconcile what' s due |
[01:14.848] | I don' t think that you get it |
[01:17.103] | I think I need a medic |
[01:18.849] | I think I need a medic! |
[01:21.106] | 26 years and now I realize, now I realize |
[01:31.345] | It' s been such a long time |
[01:37.843] | Since I' ve said that I was fine |
[01:41.104] | I guess it' s progress, what you call it |
[01:43.607] | I' m just stalling |
[01:45.102] | ' Cause the truth is that I' m sick |
[01:47.610] | A sin is hiding deep within the trenches |
[01:50.350] | You think you' ve reached me at my conversation benches |
[01:54.599] | But alsa, I' m not over the last time |
[01:58.092] | Kiss me now because it might be the last time |
[02:01.842] | Still I... |
[02:03.096] | I can' t open myself up to you |
[02:10.097] | What the hell am I supposed to do? |
[02:17.341] | When it hurts to speak in tongues |
[02:21.093] | And reconcile what' s due |
[02:23.606] | I don' t think that you get it |
[02:26.102] | I think I need a medic |
[02:27.858] | I think I need a medic! |
[02:43.592] | And by the time |
[02:46.614] | I' ve drawn the lines, it' ll be too late |
[02:50.349] | ' Cause my disguise |
[02:52.856] | Has been prescribed. I' ll selfmedicate |
[02:58.349] | And spiral down |
[03:00.357] | So by the end, I' ll crack the code |
[03:03.596] | Deep in the crowd |
[03:05.846] | But by the end I still feel cold |
[03:10.347] | Ribs like a cage full of fire. |
[03:11.850] | sulfur and ashes, a liar |
[03:13.598] | Thinking about all the things you could to me |
[03:15.857] | Paranoid you would conspire |
[03:17.345] | But she' s so pristine, a chapel I could call Sistine |
[03:20.348] | Lay me down in St. Peter and wash my body clean |
[03:22.844] | I just wanna say, you' re |
[03:25.602] | someone that I like |
[03:26.850] | someone that I like |
[03:28.094] | someone that I like |
[03:30.356] | Spread these ashes out and suffocate the fire |
[03:33.352] | Suffocate the fire |
[03:35.607] | The fire! |
[03:53.101] | Can' t open myself up to you |
[04:01.344] | What the hell am I supposed to do? |
[04:07.362] | When it hurts to speak in tongues |
[04:11.603] | And reconcile what' s due |
[04:14.104] | I don' t think that you get it |
[04:16.841] | I think I need a medic |
[04:18.109] | I think I need a medic! |
[04:20.865] | Never gonna open up and let you see inside, no! |
[04:23.351] | Let it! Let it! Let it! Let it! Let it bleed |
[04:27.355] | Never gonna open up, I' m rotting from inside |
[04:30.601] | So help me, god, I' ll hold it in until I die |