The Stickler - Dance Gavin Dance.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作曲 : Andrew Wells/William Swan/Matthew Mingus/Sergio Medina
[00:25.368]The pen and pad that assembled my life
[00:28.384]Was just a rag in an oil field
[00:31.585]I could grab any word like a knife
[00:34.438]But when I stab, I annoy you
[00:36.542]Paralyzed, the barrel pointing at the page, asking for a chapter
[00:40.910]The perils in the careful
[00:42.633]Am I getting weak, can't I do this faster?
[00:45.489]The torrent of average little stanzas that came
[00:50.236]I ain't got a secret bitch, just make yourself a slave
[00:54.793]There's no peace for me, I'm your medicine
[00:59.729]Can you tell me what you want
[01:02.533]That's better than?
[01:03.918]There's no end to this, I'm your Sisyphus
[01:08.836]Can you tell what you want from me
[01:11.692]That's better than this?
[01:15.244]Where's my sanctuary?
[01:19.812]Pushing up this hill is getting pretty ****ing old
[01:31.104]Showering, empowering, devouring
[01:34.440]Until I feel complete
[01:35.592]Aspiring, acquiring, conspiring
[01:39.008]Until I can defeat
[01:40.684]Summon up the beast, let him of the leash
[01:43.009]Alt, control, delete
[01:44.830]Born into the spawn
[01:46.403]Terraform
[01:47.142]Throw the ring away, go back to the shire
[01:50.966]You're so righteous and patronizing
[01:55.544]Wave goodbye while your life's capsizing
[02:00.021]What's beyond the black hole?
[02:04.613]Where we lose all control
[02:07.570]Vines
[02:11.150]Weaving through the slain
[02:14.270]They wanted the best in the business
[02:16.043]We're showing our age
[02:17.951]Hell of a weight on the reigns
[02:20.187]Hell of a way to the grave
[02:22.532]Hell of a favor to give what's intended
[02:24.511]And stick to the principal man
[02:26.003]There's no peace for me, I'm your medicine
[02:30.853]Can you tell me what you want
[02:33.728]That's better than?
[02:34.982]There's no end to this, I'm your Sisyphus
[02:40.007]Can you tell what you want from me
[02:42.762]That's better than this?
[02:46.335]Where's my sanctuary?
[02:50.886]Pushing up this hill is getting pretty ****ing old
[03:29.900]I think I'm ready to get out of my cage, should I try?
[03:32.924]Who needs to rescue who?
[03:35.959]I think I'm ready to grow out of the rage, so I bathed
[03:39.072]And God made me choose
[03:41.958]It ain't nothin' but a happy meal in a cup
[03:45.075]I'm fake laughing at the crappy feel in my gut
[03:48.129]I think I'm wise when I'm wearing the guise
[03:50.414]Either close to being savvy or I'm ruining my life
[03:53.463]Am I done?
文本歌词
作曲 : Andrew Wells/William Swan/Matthew Mingus/Sergio Medina
The pen and pad that assembled my life
Was just a rag in an oil field
I could grab any word like a knife
But when I stab, I annoy you
Paralyzed, the barrel pointing at the page, asking for a chapter
The perils in the careful
Am I getting weak, can't I do this faster?
The torrent of average little stanzas that came
I ain't got a secret bitch, just make yourself a slave
There's no peace for me, I'm your medicine
Can you tell me what you want
That's better than?
There's no end to this, I'm your Sisyphus
Can you tell what you want from me
That's better than this?
Where's my sanctuary?
Pushing up this hill is getting pretty ****ing old
Showering, empowering, devouring
Until I feel complete
Aspiring, acquiring, conspiring
Until I can defeat
Summon up the beast, let him of the leash
Alt, control, delete
Born into the spawn
Terraform
Throw the ring away, go back to the shire
You're so righteous and patronizing
Wave goodbye while your life's capsizing
What's beyond the black hole?
Where we lose all control
Vines
Weaving through the slain
They wanted the best in the business
We're showing our age
Hell of a weight on the reigns
Hell of a way to the grave
Hell of a favor to give what's intended
And stick to the principal man
There's no peace for me, I'm your medicine
Can you tell me what you want
That's better than?
There's no end to this, I'm your Sisyphus
Can you tell what you want from me
That's better than this?
Where's my sanctuary?
Pushing up this hill is getting pretty ****ing old
I think I'm ready to get out of my cage, should I try?
Who needs to rescue who?
I think I'm ready to grow out of the rage, so I bathed
And God made me choose
It ain't nothin' but a happy meal in a cup
I'm fake laughing at the crappy feel in my gut
I think I'm wise when I'm wearing the guise
Either close to being savvy or I'm ruining my life
Am I done?