When you woke up today, with your tongue green from lying
Stuck with nothing to prove and with nothing to hide
When you looked at your hands, found them swollen and chapped
You felt tired
Do you know what that means, do you have what it takes
in a world swollen with lies
there are rivers of ink and wine, there's a desert
by the ocean
and a choice
🎵 LRC歌词版本
When you woke up today, with your tongue green from lying
Stuck with nothing to prove and with nothing to hide
When you looked at your hands, found them swollen and chapped
You felt tired
Do you know what that means, do you have what it takes
in a world swollen with lies
there are rivers of ink and wine, there's a desert
by the ocean
and a choice
📝 纯歌词版本
When you woke up today, with your tongue green from lying
Stuck with nothing to prove and with nothing to hide
When you looked at your hands, found them swollen and chapped
You felt tired
Do you know what that means, do you have what it takes
in a world swollen with lies
there are rivers of ink and wine, there's a desert
by the ocean
and a choice
🎵 LRC歌词版本
When you woke up today, with your tongue green from lying
Stuck with nothing to prove and with nothing to hide
When you looked at your hands, found them swollen and chapped
You felt tired
Do you know what that means, do you have what it takes
in a world swollen with lies
there are rivers of ink and wine, there's a desert
by the ocean
and a choice
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