所属专辑:Not Exotic
歌手: Dolorean
时长: 03:04
So You're a Touring Band Now - Dolorean[00:00:00]
Blow in through the door[00:00:13]
Like a ghost that is nice[00:00:19]
My crosshairs align[00:00:25]
And my grip is tight[00:00:27]
My friends are bullets[00:00:34]
That I shot at tin cans[00:00:39]
No feathers no wings[00:00:45]
No feet and no beaks[00:00:48]
And no place to land[00:00:51]
No place to land[00:00:57]
When you finally come home[00:01:05]
Don't be surprised[00:01:12]
There's rust in my throat[00:01:17]
And red in my eyes[00:01:20]
My friends are knives[00:01:27]
That cut out my tongue[00:01:32]
No songs and no beats[00:01:37]
No words left to speak[00:01:40]
Just utters and grunts[00:01:43]
Utters and grunts[00:01:50]
Drive ten thousand miles[00:01:58]
Just to tear off your arm[00:02:03]
Just to play the guitar[00:02:09]
And recite a poem[00:02:12]
My friends are bottles[00:02:19]
That I dropped on the ground[00:02:24]
They shatter and break[00:02:30]
And they always take[00:02:33]
Too long to come home[00:02:36]
Too long to come home[00:02:42]