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歌曲名:The Sun

歌手:Jukebox the Ghost

专辑:Everything Under the Sun

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Everything under the sun is getting burned And everything under the moon is gonna sleep And I think that one day soon it's all gonna Big bags of blood or by inference Big bags of water stitched tightly at the seams Like packaging are hurtling through busy city streets They're running fast but who are they running from Well I hate to be the bearer of bad news But I've been all around I've seen the globe from upside down And there's no bearded man on a fiery throne With angels blowing trumpets below and calling out his judgements AAnd if God exists in a place like this Then where else could a god or goddess be if he or she is not Trapped inside What if it's all just a black abyss and lips that kiss you When you're sick or feeling just a little out of touch
[00:10.48]Everything under the sun is getting burned [00:17.98]And everything under the moon is gonna sleep [00:31.60]And I think that one day soon it's all gonna [00:58.92]Big bags of blood or by inference [01:34.54]Big bags of water stitched tightly at the seams [01:47.79]Like packaging are hurtling through busy city streets [01:54.73]They're running fast but who are they running from [02:03.08]Well I hate to be the bearer of bad news [02:09.80]But I've been all around I've seen the globe from upside down [02:14.52]And there's no bearded man on a fiery throne [02:19.99]With angels blowing trumpets below and calling out his judgements [02:25.82]AAnd if God exists in a place like this [02:31.38]Then where else could a god or goddess be if he or she is not [02:40.89]Trapped inside [02:42.18]What if it's all just a black abyss and lips that kiss you [02:49.35]When you're sick or feeling just a little out of touch

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歌手:Jukebox the Ghost

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