300 M.P.H. Torrential Outpour Blues歌词

[00:00.000] 作词 : White Nawat
[00:00.00] ☆ HomToㄨYeah
[00:24.45]I'm bringing back ghosts
[00:27.98]that are no longer there
[00:34.48]I'm gettin' hard on myself
[00:38.93]sittin' in my easy chair
[00:45.37]Well, there's three people in the mirror
[00:47.95]and I'm wonderin' which one of them I should choose
[00:56.44]Well, I can't keep from laughin'
[00:59.33]spittin' out these 300 mile per hour outpour blues
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[01:14.35]I'm breakin' my teeth off
[01:18.94]tryin' to bite my lip
[01:25.22]There's all kinds of red-headed women
[01:29.53]that I ain't supposed to kiss
[01:36.07]And it's that color that never fails
[01:40.58]to turn me blue
[01:47.06]So I just swallow it and hold on to it
[01:49.68]and use it to scare the hell out of you
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[02:21.49]I have a woman
[02:24.84]'says come and watch me bleed
[02:31.92]And I'm wonderin' just how I can do that
[02:35.73]and still give her everything that she needs
[02:43.10]Well, there's three people in my head that have the answer
[02:46.47]and one of them's got to be you
[02:53.97]But you're holding tight to it -- the answer
[02:56.57]singin' these three hundred mile per hour outpour blues
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[03:27.10]Put on gloves, a tied scarf and wrap up warm
[03:32.20]on this winter night
[03:38.19]Everytime you get defensive
[03:43.00]you're just looking for a fight
[03:49.50]It's safe to sing somebody out there's got a problem
[03:52.93]with almost anything you'll do
[04:00.55]Well, next time they stab you don't fight back just play the victim
[04:04.72]instead of playin' the fool
[04:17.50]And the roads are covered with a million
[04:22.41]little molecules
[04:28.26]Of cigarette ashes and the school floors are covered
[04:32.48]with pieces of pencil eraser too
[04:39.15]Well sooner or later the ground's gonna be holdin' all
[04:42.44]of my ashes too
[04:50.02]But I can't help but wonder if after I'm gone will I still have these three hundred mile per hour, finger breaking, no answers makin', battered dirty hands, bee stung and busted up, empty cup torrential outpour blues
[05:13.67]One thing's for sure: in that graveyard
[05:17.55]I'm gonna have the shiniest pair of shoes
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