fuck, dantooine is big Lyrics
| Song | fuck, dantooine is big |
| Artist | Marietta |
| Album | summer death |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Benjamin Johnson |
| [00:03.748] | "I wanted to ask you something because you're a doctor, right…" |
| [00:05.264] | "Yeah" |
| [00:09.208] | "I don't like myself sometimes. Can you help me?" |
| [00:20.963] | "Barry, I'm a dentist." |
| [00:23.784] | Get to the church light |
| [00:27.572] | I need to reaffirm with God |
| [00:33.319] | That I'm none of his concern |
| [00:39.066] | Leave me in therapy |
| [00:42.906] | Maybe someday I'll be okay, (or) fit for release |
| [00:53.590] | But don't hold your breath |
| [00:58.057] | Misguided notions of what I do best |
| [01:03.125] | Come to mind, leading me to see |
| [01:10.857] | Nothing except the back of that formal piece of **** |
| [01:16.108] | Well I'm done, so convince someone else |
| [01:22.900] | |
| [01:28.359] | They're functionless |
| [01:35.543] | Every part of a made up mess |
| [01:42.674] | They're functionless |
| [01:49.962] | Every part of a made up mess |
| [01:56.049] | And if doc says today that I'm not worthless |
| [02:00.464] | I bet that I can finally prove it; |
| [02:04.382] | Those fingernails are growin' into my skin |
| [02:11.017] | Trembling like a headache, I'm awake feelin' nostalgic; |
| [02:18.096] | Those pair of lenses know that my head is still talkin' |
| [02:30.400] | I hope I sleep tonight |
| [02:35.912] | And I hope you keep fiendin' |
| [02:41.424] | Over the white and red miserable death pumpin' in your chest |
| [02:53.597] | Wasting away any trace of normal blood so the fingers feel drunk |
| [03:03.419] | Erasing any prospect that the rest of life will feel less numb |
| [03:15.592] | |
| [03:57.048] | We'll make it out, it's been too many days |
| [03:58.929] | We're all fed up inside our graves |
| [04:00.784] | We'll make it out, it's been too many days |
| [04:02.795] | We're all fed up inside our graves |
| [04:05.146] | No we won't, I've tried enough to know we won't |
| [04:09.378] | Give it up, I've tried enough so give it up |
| [04:13.923] | No we won't, I've tried enough to know we won't |
| [04:18.364] | Give it up, I've tried enough so give it up |
| [04:22.465] | (We'll make it out, it's been too many days |
| [04:22.779] | We're all fed up inside our graves) |
| [04:32.340] | I've got my head back |
| [04:45.531] | I've got (one-two-three-four) |
| [04:49.711] | I've got my head back, again |
| [05:01.074] | |
| [05:10.609] | I'm thinkin' of the time when everyone was yellin' for us to stop being such pests |
| [05:19.125] | Andy is outside looking at his insides, and Alex moved out west |
| [05:27.719] | When you're alone eatin' your own throat |
| [05:31.611] | Does it hurt, this much to laugh? |
| [05:36.131] | Talking to yourself and made up names |
| [05:40.180] | Telling you "We'll be right back." |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : Benjamin Johnson |
| [00:03.748] | " I wanted to ask you something because you' re a doctor, right" |
| [00:05.264] | " Yeah" |
| [00:09.208] | " I don' t like myself sometimes. Can you help me?" |
| [00:20.963] | " Barry, I' m a dentist." |
| [00:23.784] | Get to the church light |
| [00:27.572] | I need to reaffirm with God |
| [00:33.319] | That I' m none of his concern |
| [00:39.066] | Leave me in therapy |
| [00:42.906] | Maybe someday I' ll be okay, or fit for release |
| [00:53.590] | But don' t hold your breath |
| [00:58.057] | Misguided notions of what I do best |
| [01:03.125] | Come to mind, leading me to see |
| [01:10.857] | Nothing except the back of that formal piece of |
| [01:16.108] | Well I' m done, so convince someone else |
| [01:22.900] | |
| [01:28.359] | They' re functionless |
| [01:35.543] | Every part of a made up mess |
| [01:42.674] | They' re functionless |
| [01:49.962] | Every part of a made up mess |
| [01:56.049] | And if doc says today that I' m not worthless |
| [02:00.464] | I bet that I can finally prove it |
| [02:04.382] | Those fingernails are growin' into my skin |
| [02:11.017] | Trembling like a headache, I' m awake feelin' nostalgic |
| [02:18.096] | Those pair of lenses know that my head is still talkin' |
| [02:30.400] | I hope I sleep tonight |
| [02:35.912] | And I hope you keep fiendin' |
| [02:41.424] | Over the white and red miserable death pumpin' in your chest |
| [02:53.597] | Wasting away any trace of normal blood so the fingers feel drunk |
| [03:03.419] | Erasing any prospect that the rest of life will feel less numb |
| [03:15.592] | |
| [03:57.048] | We' ll make it out, it' s been too many days |
| [03:58.929] | We' re all fed up inside our graves |
| [04:00.784] | We' ll make it out, it' s been too many days |
| [04:02.795] | We' re all fed up inside our graves |
| [04:05.146] | No we won' t, I' ve tried enough to know we won' t |
| [04:09.378] | Give it up, I' ve tried enough so give it up |
| [04:13.923] | No we won' t, I' ve tried enough to know we won' t |
| [04:18.364] | Give it up, I' ve tried enough so give it up |
| [04:22.465] | We' ll make it out, it' s been too many days |
| [04:22.779] | We' re all fed up inside our graves |
| [04:32.340] | I' ve got my head back |
| [04:45.531] | I' ve got onetwothreefour |
| [04:49.711] | I' ve got my head back, again |
| [05:01.074] | |
| [05:10.609] | I' m thinkin' of the time when everyone was yellin' for us to stop being such pests |
| [05:19.125] | Andy is outside looking at his insides, and Alex moved out west |
| [05:27.719] | When you' re alone eatin' your own throat |
| [05:31.611] | Does it hurt, this much to laugh? |
| [05:36.131] | Talking to yourself and made up names |
| [05:40.180] | Telling you " We' ll be right back." |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Benjamin Johnson |
| [00:03.748] | " I wanted to ask you something because you' re a doctor, right" |
| [00:05.264] | " Yeah" |
| [00:09.208] | " I don' t like myself sometimes. Can you help me?" |
| [00:20.963] | " Barry, I' m a dentist." |
| [00:23.784] | Get to the church light |
| [00:27.572] | I need to reaffirm with God |
| [00:33.319] | That I' m none of his concern |
| [00:39.066] | Leave me in therapy |
| [00:42.906] | Maybe someday I' ll be okay, or fit for release |
| [00:53.590] | But don' t hold your breath |
| [00:58.057] | Misguided notions of what I do best |
| [01:03.125] | Come to mind, leading me to see |
| [01:10.857] | Nothing except the back of that formal piece of |
| [01:16.108] | Well I' m done, so convince someone else |
| [01:22.900] | |
| [01:28.359] | They' re functionless |
| [01:35.543] | Every part of a made up mess |
| [01:42.674] | They' re functionless |
| [01:49.962] | Every part of a made up mess |
| [01:56.049] | And if doc says today that I' m not worthless |
| [02:00.464] | I bet that I can finally prove it |
| [02:04.382] | Those fingernails are growin' into my skin |
| [02:11.017] | Trembling like a headache, I' m awake feelin' nostalgic |
| [02:18.096] | Those pair of lenses know that my head is still talkin' |
| [02:30.400] | I hope I sleep tonight |
| [02:35.912] | And I hope you keep fiendin' |
| [02:41.424] | Over the white and red miserable death pumpin' in your chest |
| [02:53.597] | Wasting away any trace of normal blood so the fingers feel drunk |
| [03:03.419] | Erasing any prospect that the rest of life will feel less numb |
| [03:15.592] | |
| [03:57.048] | We' ll make it out, it' s been too many days |
| [03:58.929] | We' re all fed up inside our graves |
| [04:00.784] | We' ll make it out, it' s been too many days |
| [04:02.795] | We' re all fed up inside our graves |
| [04:05.146] | No we won' t, I' ve tried enough to know we won' t |
| [04:09.378] | Give it up, I' ve tried enough so give it up |
| [04:13.923] | No we won' t, I' ve tried enough to know we won' t |
| [04:18.364] | Give it up, I' ve tried enough so give it up |
| [04:22.465] | We' ll make it out, it' s been too many days |
| [04:22.779] | We' re all fed up inside our graves |
| [04:32.340] | I' ve got my head back |
| [04:45.531] | I' ve got onetwothreefour |
| [04:49.711] | I' ve got my head back, again |
| [05:01.074] | |
| [05:10.609] | I' m thinkin' of the time when everyone was yellin' for us to stop being such pests |
| [05:19.125] | Andy is outside looking at his insides, and Alex moved out west |
| [05:27.719] | When you' re alone eatin' your own throat |
| [05:31.611] | Does it hurt, this much to laugh? |
| [05:36.131] | Talking to yourself and made up names |
| [05:40.180] | Telling you " We' ll be right back." |
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