[00:00.000] 作曲 : Curtis Ward/Lee Malia/Matt Nicholls/Oliver Sykes/Matt Kean
[00:00.721]A cherry sunset blossoms
[00:03.294]But we're not there to watch it fall
[00:05.840]On the vacant canvas
[00:08.250]We should be waiting
[00:09.812]With our face down on the grass
[00:12.928]Staring till our eyes give way
[00:15.343]Let's paint this city black
[00:18.434]While the night's still young
[00:24.918]You
[00:31.976]This cherry sunset withers
[00:34.969]Our words as frail as paper
[00:37.384]A dawn I thought we'd never see
[00:39.814]Alone on this silent beach
[00:42.530]Nothing we can do
[00:46.927]There is nothing we can do
[01:13.642]The sky, it burns itself
[01:17.664]The sky, it burns itself
[01:21.654]Sky, it burns itself
[01:25.608]The sky, it burns itself
[01:44.931]The trees rot down to nothing
[01:49.132]Throats dry out and corpses fill the sidewalks
[01:55.374]These promenades our graveyards
[02:02.057]Sky, it burns itself
[02:08.058]Sky, it burns itself
[02:20.105]There is nothing we can do
[02:25.364]The sky, it burns itself
[02:30.649]And I think we're all about to ******* die
[02:34.939]The trees rot down to nothing,
[02:37.826]Throats dry out, corpses fill these sidewalks
[02:42.787]These promenades our graveyards
[02:46.180]Kneeling down on what's left
[02:48.812]Sacrificed upon dooms day
[02:51.781]Oh, if we could take it back
[02:54.054]And see one last twilight
[03:06.162]Take a picture, take a picture
[03:11.091]Take a picture, take a picture
[03:15.934]Take a picture
[03:18.396]Take a picture, take a picture
[03:23.309]Take a picture, take a picture
[03:27.575]It will last longer
[03:44.197]Our hands in prayer formation
[03:48.122]Our elbows on the bed
[03:52.230]One last try for Heaven
[03:56.316]Thinking who wants flowers when you're dead?
[04:02.276]You're dead
[04:08.358]When you're dead
[04:27.065]Cherry, cherry
[04:32.189]Cherry, cherry
[04:37.326]Cherry, cherry
[04:42.169]Cherry, cherry
[04:47.526]Cherry
[04:49.991]A cherry sunset

作曲 : Curtis Ward/Lee Malia/Matt Nicholls/Oliver Sykes/Matt Kean
A cherry sunset blossoms
But we're not there to watch it fall
On the vacant canvas
We should be waiting
With our face down on the grass
Staring till our eyes give way
Let's paint this city black
While the night's still young
You
This cherry sunset withers
Our words as frail as paper
A dawn I thought we'd never see
Alone on this silent beach
Nothing we can do
There is nothing we can do
The sky, it burns itself
The sky, it burns itself
Sky, it burns itself
The sky, it burns itself
The trees rot down to nothing
Throats dry out and corpses fill the sidewalks
These promenades our graveyards
Sky, it burns itself
Sky, it burns itself
There is nothing we can do
The sky, it burns itself
And I think we're all about to ******* die
The trees rot down to nothing,
Throats dry out, corpses fill these sidewalks
These promenades our graveyards
Kneeling down on what's left
Sacrificed upon dooms day
Oh, if we could take it back
And see one last twilight
Take a picture, take a picture
Take a picture, take a picture
Take a picture
Take a picture, take a picture
Take a picture, take a picture
It will last longer
Our hands in prayer formation
Our elbows on the bed
One last try for Heaven
Thinking who wants flowers when you're dead?
You're dead
When you're dead
Cherry, cherry
Cherry, cherry
Cherry, cherry
Cherry, cherry
Cherry
A cherry sunset