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所属专辑:Future Shine

歌词

@migu music@

作词 : Dylan Bauld/Zachary Grace/Kyle Hill/Mckinley Kitts

作曲 : Dylan Bauld/Zachary Grace/Kyle Hill/Mckinley Kitts

What a scene, there's blood

There's blood on the floor

On the floor and on the bed

On the bed to the door

Through the door, twenty-four

Twenty-four, twenty-four

Feel like that's the year

I didn't care anymore

I've felt better

It has to be this weather

Or could it be we put

The whole world through the shredder?

Chasing up, making up

Time that we never had

Youngsters should plan ahead

That or they're good as dead

Shoo do dah doot do

Shoo do dah doot do, hey

Shoo do dah doot do

Shoo do dah doot do

What a scene, there's blood

There's blood on the floor

On the floor and on the bed

On the bed to the door

Through the door, twenty-four

Twenty-four, twenty-four

Feel like that's the year

I didn't care anymore

Don't need a reason

You see it in the seasons

The rising of the ocean

The rise in the degrees and

Mars ain't the answer

We're all getting cancer

We're all hurting others

Our mothers and brothers

What's the point, what's the point?

All the moves have been played

Everyone has a seat

To the end of the days

Twenty-four, twenty-four

Twenty-four, twenty-four

Time may be fake

But we don't have any more

Shoo do dah doot do

Shoo do dah doot do, hey

Shoo do dah doot do

Shoo do dah doot do

I hate to be so cynical

To break your heart, to steal your soul

But as long as nobody's listening

This fate of ours is worsening

I hate to be so cynical

To break your heart, to steal your soul

But as long as nobody's listening

This fate of ours is worsening

What a scene, there's blood

There's blood on the floor

On the floor and on the bed

On the bed to the door

Through the door, twenty-four

Twenty-four, twenty-four

Feel like that's the year

I didn't care anymore

What's the point, what's the point?

All the moves have been played

Everyone has a seat

To the end of the days

Twenty-four, twenty-four

Twenty-four, twenty-four

Time may be fake

But we don't have any more

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