Love Lost (Shirosky Remix) Lyrics
| Song | Love Lost (Shirosky Remix) |
| Artist | Urban Romantic City |
| Album | Lost |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : 시로스카이 | |
| 作词 : J.Han/Tabby | |
| I guess it’s just another check off | |
| on some kind of bucket list | |
| that I’d made up | |
| Experience heartbreak | |
| before the age of 30 | |
| right before you mark the | |
| make an eagle or a birdie | |
| boxed-in most of my grief | |
| and my sorrows | |
| put it on a tee | |
| and hit it to Kilimanjaro | |
| Hoping for a farewell | |
| or goodbye 안녕 | |
| to never see it again | |
| or feel it again | |
| it’s what I tell myself | |
| Believing that to be a word | |
| of healing doesn’t help | |
| it’s merely just a band-aid over the wound | |
| festering and uncleaned | |
| Then what do I do | |
| Man I got this vast limbo land | |
| that I am traveling | |
| The truth of my humanity | |
| is slowly unraveling | |
| It appears I don't have | |
| much face left to save | |
| Maybe that’s the best road to take | |
| What if we ran away | |
| so far away away from here | |
| to the ends of the earth my friend | |
| and if we ran away | |
| so far away away from here | |
| could I find it again | |
| I guess it’s just another tale of | |
| love lost | |
| sweet but went stale | |
| too weak to exhale | |
| this meek and real frail | |
| of a heart had some weeks | |
| of feeling in jail | |
| uh | |
| Good grief | |
| this 마음 of mine is in a funk | |
| Tryna get out | |
| 빨리 빨리 | |
| Plus my head is getting filled | |
| with a lot of junk | |
| Time to move on | |
| 아니 아니 | |
| Man what’s going on | |
| This tug of war is wearing on me | |
| I’mma bottle up the tears only | |
| if I get a solid promise from my Abba | |
| that regardless of the climate | |
| I’ll be never cold and | |
| lonely hold me | |
| show me that You really know me | |
| I need the time to heal | |
| hope will on keep growing | |
| It appears | |
| I don't have much face left to save | |
| Maybe that’s the best road to take | |
| I guess whatever doesn’t kill you | |
| can only make you stronger huh | |
| But I find that His strength | |
| in weakness is great | |
| it’s such an odd phenomena | |
| It appears I don't have much face left to save | |
| Maybe that’s the best road to take | |
| It appears I don't have much face left to save | |
| Maybe that’s the best road to take | |
| What if we ran away | |
| so far away away from here | |
| to the ends of the earth my friend | |
| and if we ran away | |
| so far away away from here | |
| could I find it again again |
| zuo qu : | |
| zuo ci : J. Han Tabby | |
| I guess it' s just another check off | |
| on some kind of bucket list | |
| that I' d made up | |
| Experience heartbreak | |
| before the age of 30 | |
| right before you mark the | |
| make an eagle or a birdie | |
| boxedin most of my grief | |
| and my sorrows | |
| put it on a tee | |
| and hit it to Kilimanjaro | |
| Hoping for a farewell | |
| or goodbye | |
| to never see it again | |
| or feel it again | |
| it' s what I tell myself | |
| Believing that to be a word | |
| of healing doesn' t help | |
| it' s merely just a bandaid over the wound | |
| festering and uncleaned | |
| Then what do I do | |
| Man I got this vast limbo land | |
| that I am traveling | |
| The truth of my humanity | |
| is slowly unraveling | |
| It appears I don' t have | |
| much face left to save | |
| Maybe that' s the best road to take | |
| What if we ran away | |
| so far away away from here | |
| to the ends of the earth my friend | |
| and if we ran away | |
| so far away away from here | |
| could I find it again | |
| I guess it' s just another tale of | |
| love lost | |
| sweet but went stale | |
| too weak to exhale | |
| this meek and real frail | |
| of a heart had some weeks | |
| of feeling in jail | |
| uh | |
| Good grief | |
| this of mine is in a funk | |
| Tryna get out | |
| Plus my head is getting filled | |
| with a lot of junk | |
| Time to move on | |
| Man what' s going on | |
| This tug of war is wearing on me | |
| I' mma bottle up the tears only | |
| if I get a solid promise from my Abba | |
| that regardless of the climate | |
| I' ll be never cold and | |
| lonely hold me | |
| show me that You really know me | |
| I need the time to heal | |
| hope will on keep growing | |
| It appears | |
| I don' t have much face left to save | |
| Maybe that' s the best road to take | |
| I guess whatever doesn' t kill you | |
| can only make you stronger huh | |
| But I find that His strength | |
| in weakness is great | |
| it' s such an odd phenomena | |
| It appears I don' t have much face left to save | |
| Maybe that' s the best road to take | |
| It appears I don' t have much face left to save | |
| Maybe that' s the best road to take | |
| What if we ran away | |
| so far away away from here | |
| to the ends of the earth my friend | |
| and if we ran away | |
| so far away away from here | |
| could I find it again again |
| zuò qǔ : | |
| zuò cí : J. Han Tabby | |
| I guess it' s just another check off | |
| on some kind of bucket list | |
| that I' d made up | |
| Experience heartbreak | |
| before the age of 30 | |
| right before you mark the | |
| make an eagle or a birdie | |
| boxedin most of my grief | |
| and my sorrows | |
| put it on a tee | |
| and hit it to Kilimanjaro | |
| Hoping for a farewell | |
| or goodbye | |
| to never see it again | |
| or feel it again | |
| it' s what I tell myself | |
| Believing that to be a word | |
| of healing doesn' t help | |
| it' s merely just a bandaid over the wound | |
| festering and uncleaned | |
| Then what do I do | |
| Man I got this vast limbo land | |
| that I am traveling | |
| The truth of my humanity | |
| is slowly unraveling | |
| It appears I don' t have | |
| much face left to save | |
| Maybe that' s the best road to take | |
| What if we ran away | |
| so far away away from here | |
| to the ends of the earth my friend | |
| and if we ran away | |
| so far away away from here | |
| could I find it again | |
| I guess it' s just another tale of | |
| love lost | |
| sweet but went stale | |
| too weak to exhale | |
| this meek and real frail | |
| of a heart had some weeks | |
| of feeling in jail | |
| uh | |
| Good grief | |
| this of mine is in a funk | |
| Tryna get out | |
| Plus my head is getting filled | |
| with a lot of junk | |
| Time to move on | |
| Man what' s going on | |
| This tug of war is wearing on me | |
| I' mma bottle up the tears only | |
| if I get a solid promise from my Abba | |
| that regardless of the climate | |
| I' ll be never cold and | |
| lonely hold me | |
| show me that You really know me | |
| I need the time to heal | |
| hope will on keep growing | |
| It appears | |
| I don' t have much face left to save | |
| Maybe that' s the best road to take | |
| I guess whatever doesn' t kill you | |
| can only make you stronger huh | |
| But I find that His strength | |
| in weakness is great | |
| it' s such an odd phenomena | |
| It appears I don' t have much face left to save | |
| Maybe that' s the best road to take | |
| It appears I don' t have much face left to save | |
| Maybe that' s the best road to take | |
| What if we ran away | |
| so far away away from here | |
| to the ends of the earth my friend | |
| and if we ran away | |
| so far away away from here | |
| could I find it again again |
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