| Song | The Dust Of A Town |
| Artist | Once Nothing |
| Album | First Came The Law |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Lowry, Once Nothing | |
| My mama said to me, "Darling, you've got your daddy's temper. | |
| So you better watch your mouth, cause it'll lead you to the fire." | |
| I never did learn how to listen and I can't hold my tongue. | |
| Now all the smoke is clearing from the shots ringing out. | |
| And the water from the rivers will flow into the ocean, | |
| Like my heart pumps the blood to the tips of my fingers. | |
| Here's to the night...to my coma and my brand new set of eyes. | |
| A corpse for a bride is dead in my hospital bed. | |
| I don't need to write it down. | |
| I don't need to spell it out. | |
| Thank God these walls can't talk cause they could go on for days. | |
| You don't know where I've been. | |
| You don't know what I've seen. |
| zuo qu : Lowry, Once Nothing | |
| My mama said to me, " Darling, you' ve got your daddy' s temper. | |
| So you better watch your mouth, cause it' ll lead you to the fire." | |
| I never did learn how to listen and I can' t hold my tongue. | |
| Now all the smoke is clearing from the shots ringing out. | |
| And the water from the rivers will flow into the ocean, | |
| Like my heart pumps the blood to the tips of my fingers. | |
| Here' s to the night... to my coma and my brand new set of eyes. | |
| A corpse for a bride is dead in my hospital bed. | |
| I don' t need to write it down. | |
| I don' t need to spell it out. | |
| Thank God these walls can' t talk cause they could go on for days. | |
| You don' t know where I' ve been. | |
| You don' t know what I' ve seen. |
| zuò qǔ : Lowry, Once Nothing | |
| My mama said to me, " Darling, you' ve got your daddy' s temper. | |
| So you better watch your mouth, cause it' ll lead you to the fire." | |
| I never did learn how to listen and I can' t hold my tongue. | |
| Now all the smoke is clearing from the shots ringing out. | |
| And the water from the rivers will flow into the ocean, | |
| Like my heart pumps the blood to the tips of my fingers. | |
| Here' s to the night... to my coma and my brand new set of eyes. | |
| A corpse for a bride is dead in my hospital bed. | |
| I don' t need to write it down. | |
| I don' t need to spell it out. | |
| Thank God these walls can' t talk cause they could go on for days. | |
| You don' t know where I' ve been. | |
| You don' t know what I' ve seen. |