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Dashboard Confessional
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Hell On The Throat
作词:Christopher And Carrabba
A line of strands to mark the trail No one said it would be easy I must admit I thought the risk Was better waged in younger seasons
And all these years in the cold play hell on the throat 'Till everything I say burns like cinders Well, it's hard to belong to a girl or a song In the crease of a strangling winter It's strange to be lost, stranger to belong On the strings of a twisting line
Along the way the turns are sharp No one said it would be easy I must admit, I thought the trip Was better made in younger seasons
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 But all these years in pursuit made a man of a fool 'Till every word I say is unwavered Well, it's hard to belong to a girl or a song In the case of a selfish believer It's strange to be lost, stranger still to belong On the strings of a twisting line
Well it's hard to belong to a girl or a song In the case of a selfish believer It's strange to be lost, stranger still to belong On the strings of a twisting line
And when the path I have made from the grass to the grave I will love you still And when the sand turns to glass and all that's left is the past I will love you still
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