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作词 : Oliver Sykes/Lee Malia/Matthew Nicholls/Matthew Kean/Jordan Fish |
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作曲 : Oliver Sykes/Lee Malia/Matthew Nicholls/Matthew Kean/Jordan Fish |
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Some people are a lot like clouds, you know |
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(Clouds, you know; clouds, you know) |
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‘Cause life’s so much brighter when they go |
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You rained on my heart for far too long |
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(Far too long far too long) |
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Couldn’t see the thunder for the storm |
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Because I cut my teeth and bit my tongue |
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Till my mouth was dripping blood |
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But I never dished the dirt, just held my breath |
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While you dragged me through the mud |
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I don’t know why I tried to save you ‘cause |
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I can’t save you from yourself |
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When all you give a **** about is everybody else |
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And you just can’t quit, why don’t you deal with it? |
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I think it’s time to stop |
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You need a taste of your own medicine |
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‘Cause I’m sick to death of swallowing |
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Watch me take the wheel like you, not feel like you |
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Act like nothing’s real like you |
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So I’m sorry for this, it might sting a bit |
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Some people are a lot like clouds, you know |
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(Clouds, you know; clouds, you know) |
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‘Cause life’s so much brighter when they go |
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And I spent too long in a place I don’t belong |
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I couldn’t see the thunder for the storm |
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But you won’t admit, why don’t you get a grip? |
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‘Cause you can’t keep going on and on and on and on like this |
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And you just can’t quit, why don’t you deal with it? |
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I think it’s time to stop |
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You need a taste of your own medicine |
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‘Cause I’m sick to death of swallowing |
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Watch me take the wheel like you, not feel like you |
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Act like nothing’s real like you |
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So I’m sorry for this, it might sting a bit |
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‘Cause I cut my teeth and bit my tongue |
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Till my mouth was dripping blood |
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But I never dished the dirt, just held my breath |
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While you dragged me through the mud |
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Yeah, I cut my teeth and bit my tongue |
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Till my mouth was dripping blood |
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But I never dished the dirt, just held my breath |
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While you dragged me through the mud |
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And you just can’t quit, why don’t you deal with it? |
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I think it’s time to stop |
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You need a taste of your own medicine |
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‘Cause I’m sick to death of swallowing |
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Watch me take the wheel like you, not feel like you |
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Act like nothing’s real like you |
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So I’m sorry for this, it might sting a bit |
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Taste of your own medicine (Taste of your own medicine) |
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Yeah, I’m sick to death of swallowing (Sick to death, oh) |
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Watch me take the wheel like you, not feel like you |
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Act like nothing’s real like you |
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So I’m sorry for this, it might sting a bit |
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Some people are a lot like clouds, you know |
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(Clouds, you know; clouds, you know) |
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‘Cause life’s so much brighter when they go |
