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  • 作词 : Robert Taylor
    作曲 : Robert Taylor
    Every suntan tells stories and the shape of the white snitches
    Fat men in tropical climes
    Now you tell me you’ve been ****ing somebody new, and that
    I should’ve known for a while
    Watching the starlings as autumn draws in
    As they make ghosts across London fields
    And I would’ve moved out there to be with you
    I would’ve moved out there for real
    Saw a choir of golden angels wearing matching rucksacks
    As they obscured the view to your train
    And I’m sorry if it seems like I’m rambling here
    Because I want to see the way the skin splits round his bones
    And the gurgling head in your lap
    And the arms of the crowd as they pull me away
    And the mud and the blood in the grass
    When we scraped our bones together
    We got fire (fire, fire, fire)
    When we scraped our bones together
    We got fire (fire, fire, fire)
    And we scraped our bones together
    We got fire (fire, fire, fire)
    We scraped our bones together
    We got fire (fire, fire, fire)
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Robert Taylor
    [00:01.000] 作曲 : Robert Taylor
    [00:19.089]Every suntan tells stories and the shape of the white snitches
    [00:24.835]Fat men in tropical climes
    [00:29.339]Now you tell me you’ve been ****ing somebody new, and that
    [00:34.089]I should’ve known for a while
    [00:42.842]Watching the starlings as autumn draws in
    [00:47.834]As they make ghosts across London fields
    [00:52.837]And I would’ve moved out there to be with you
    [00:58.340]I would’ve moved out there for real
    [01:05.842]Saw a choir of golden angels wearing matching rucksacks
    [01:10.833]As they obscured the view to your train
    [01:16.336]And I’m sorry if it seems like I’m rambling here
    [01:24.835]Because I want to see the way the skin splits round his bones
    [01:29.086]And the gurgling head in your lap
    [01:34.274]And the arms of the crowd as they pull me away
    [01:39.277]And the mud and the blood in the grass
    [01:45.026]When we scraped our bones together
    [01:49.019]We got fire (fire, fire, fire)
    [01:55.521]When we scraped our bones together
    [01:59.527]We got fire (fire, fire, fire)
    [02:05.530]And we scraped our bones together
    [02:10.163]We got fire (fire, fire, fire)
    [02:15.921]We scraped our bones together
    [02:20.171]We got fire (fire, fire, fire)