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作曲 : Phil Simmonds/Liam Cunningham/Eryn Allen Kane |
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My mother was a blind architect, her mother was too |
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Designing huge walls no man could ever get through, mmh |
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Born with a brick heart and mortar tongue, they made do |
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Now the only thing I know is to build those same walls too |
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Don’t you build it too tall |
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It may never fall |
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The air's getting thin |
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You're still human, fragile woman |
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My mother taught me the way to operate a crane (Ooh, crane) |
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Carrying heavy loads with a smile through pouring rain |
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These walls I'd perfected left me unprotected |
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From that emptiness inside, now |
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No asking why, just get out while there's still time, baby |
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Don’t you build it too tall |
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It may never fall |
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The air's getting thin |
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You're still human, fragile woman |
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Armed for destruction |
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Don’t you hurt yourself, girl |
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No, no, no, no, yeah |
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Do-do-do, do-do, do-do |
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Ayy, woo |
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Oh, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, no, no, no, no, no |
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Hey, woo, woohoo |
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Woah |
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Don't you build it too tall |
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(Don't you, don’t you, don't you build it) |
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It may never fall |
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The air's getting thin, thin, thin, thin |
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You're still human, fragile woman |
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