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Gold Mine Gutted - Bright Eyes.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Conor Oberst
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Bright Eyes
[00:31.457]It was Don DeLillo, whiskey, me
[00:34.707]And a blinking midnight clock
[00:38.208]Speakers on a TV stand
[00:41.209]Just a turntable to watch
[00:44.457]And the smoke came out our mouths
[00:46.926]On all those hooded sweatshirt walks
[00:50.934]We were a stroke of luck
[00:55.675]We were a gold mine, they gutted us
[00:58.678]
[01:01.677]And from the sidelines you see me run
[01:06.682]Until I'm out of breath
[01:10.924]Living the good life, I left for dead
[01:16.439]The sorrowful Midwest
[01:20.928]Well I did my best...
[01:24.425]To keep my head
[01:26.935]
[01:51.437]It was grass stained jeans and incompletes
[01:54.683]And a girl from class to touch
[01:57.934]But you think about yourself too much
[02:00.925]And you ruin who you love
[02:04.673]Well all these claims at consciousness
[02:07.430]My stray dog freedom
[02:10.675]Let's have a nice clean cut
[02:15.679]Like a bag we buy and divvy up
[02:18.675]
[02:21.669]And from the sidelines, I see you run
[02:26.686]Until you're out of breath
[02:31.178]And all those white lines that sped us up
[02:36.428]We hurried to our death
[02:41.180]Well I lagged behind...
[02:44.425]So you got ahead
文本歌词
作词 : Conor Oberst
作曲 : Bright Eyes
It was Don DeLillo, whiskey, me
And a blinking midnight clock
Speakers on a TV stand
Just a turntable to watch
And the smoke came out our mouths
On all those hooded sweatshirt walks
We were a stroke of luck
We were a gold mine, they gutted us
And from the sidelines you see me run
Until I'm out of breath
Living the good life, I left for dead
The sorrowful Midwest
Well I did my best...
To keep my head
It was grass stained jeans and incompletes
And a girl from class to touch
But you think about yourself too much
And you ruin who you love
Well all these claims at consciousness
My stray dog freedom
Let's have a nice clean cut
Like a bag we buy and divvy up
And from the sidelines, I see you run
Until you're out of breath
And all those white lines that sped us up
We hurried to our death
Well I lagged behind...
So you got ahead