Without looking at her You sing the driest of words With his mind on what's on the telly The rumors pass on As he staggers through the air Knowing he won't get home
[00:19.44]Without looking at her [00:25.13]You sing the driest of words [00:31.87]With his mind on what's on the telly [00:38.53]The rumors pass on [00:44.02]As he staggers through the air [00:51.91]Knowing he won't get home
他想和她说话 却不敢看她的眼睛 你声嘶力竭地唱出每一句 从电视上学来的歌词 谣言越演越烈 他摇摇晃晃的穿过凝固的空气 知道自己回不了家了 献给在车里形单影只的人们
[by:裸男啊] [00:13.19]他想和她说话 [00:19.44]却不敢看她的眼睛 [00:25.13]你声嘶力竭地唱出每一句 [00:38.53]谣言越演越烈 [00:44.02]他摇摇晃晃的穿过凝固的空气 [00:51.91]知道自己回不了家了 [00:57.54]献给在车里形单影只的人们
Without looking at her You sing the driest of words With his mind on what's on the telly The rumors pass on As he staggers through the air Knowing he won't get home
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