Slow death to the nightingale
His voice would always fail
In tenement towers
And on rails
And all of these praising words
They all seem so absurd, so absurd
Your poverty you declare
The paint blisters on your stairs
The dampness in your bones is always there
And all of these praising words
Well, they all seem so absurd, so absurd
Ever thought that you would be
This washed up and lonely
This washed up and lonely
This lonely
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:02.102] Slow death to the nightingale
[00:08.771] His voice would always fail
[00:14.884] In tenement towers
[00:19.320] And on rails
[00:28.317] And all of these praising words
[00:35.237] They all seem so absurd, so absurd
[00:42.876]
[00:47.236] Your poverty you declare
[00:54.907] The paint blisters on your stairs
[01:01.499] The dampness in your bones is always there
[01:15.112] And all of these praising words
[01:21.905] Well, they all seem so absurd, so absurd
[01:27.890]
[01:35.808] Ever thought that you would be
[01:42.131] This washed up and lonely
[01:48.084] This washed up and lonely
[02:02.267] This lonely
Slow death to the nightingale
His voice would always fail
In tenement towers
And on rails
And all of these praising words
They all seem so absurd, so absurd
Your poverty you declare
The paint blisters on your stairs
The dampness in your bones is always there
And all of these praising words
Well, they all seem so absurd, so absurd
Ever thought that you would be
This washed up and lonely
This washed up and lonely
This lonely
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:02.102] Slow death to the nightingale
[00:08.771] His voice would always fail
[00:14.884] In tenement towers
[00:19.320] And on rails
[00:28.317] And all of these praising words
[00:35.237] They all seem so absurd, so absurd
[00:42.876]
[00:47.236] Your poverty you declare
[00:54.907] The paint blisters on your stairs
[01:01.499] The dampness in your bones is always there
[01:15.112] And all of these praising words
[01:21.905] Well, they all seem so absurd, so absurd
[01:27.890]
[01:35.808] Ever thought that you would be
[01:42.131] This washed up and lonely
[01:48.084] This washed up and lonely
[02:02.267] This lonely
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