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作词 : Adams, Beck, Dust Brothers ... |
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Spaceships can't tame the jungle |
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And I feel like I'm giving in |
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We've been driving through a desert |
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Looking for a life to call our own |
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I push, I pull |
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The days go slow |
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Into a void |
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We filled with death |
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A noise that laughs |
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Falls off their maps |
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All cured of pain |
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And doubts in your |
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Little brain |
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Something's coming, sky is purple |
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Dogs are hounding to themselves |
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Days are changing with the weather |
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Like a riptide come rip us away |
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I push, I pull |
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The days go slow |
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Into a void |
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We filled with death |
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A noise that laughs |
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Falls off thier maps |
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All cured of pain |
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And doubts in your |
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Little brain |
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I push, I pull |
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The days go slow |
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Into a void |
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We filled with death |
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A noise that laughs |
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Falls off their maps |
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All cured of pain |
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And doubts in your |
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Little brain |
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