Fences - Christian Kuria.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Christian Kuria
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Christian Kuria
[00:02.366] Who cares
[00:04.873] About your aesthetic
[00:07.415] The clothes that you wear? Am I
[00:11.200] Stupid
[00:14.104] Or just apprehensive?
[00:16.136] I lack the conviction
[00:18.070]
[00:18.231] To run for my life
[00:20.571] Jump all the fences to outrun desire
[00:24.968] Scream at the top of my lungs
[00:29.314] Don’t dare to speak of your love
[00:33.072]
[00:35.235] (Ooh)
[00:39.095] I’m out of my mind
[00:44.219] (Ooh)
[00:47.818] I’m wearing my own disguise
[00:52.743] So call it denial, a means of survival
[00:57.315] I’m doing it all of the time
[01:01.609] (Ooh)
[01:05.484] And I don’t know why
[01:09.031]
[01:11.787] You swear
[01:14.324] In your manifesto
[01:16.775] That you know me best, oh I
[01:20.407] Could bear
[01:23.203] A guilty admission
[01:25.358] To meet your condition
[01:27.552]
[01:27.723] And run for my life
[01:30.029] Jump all the fences to outrun the ire
[01:34.297] Scream at the top of my lungs
[01:38.617] “Look at the mess I’ve become”
[01:42.990]
[01:45.365] (Ooh)
[01:48.597] I’m out of my mind
[01:53.505] (Ooh)
[01:56.889] I’m wearing my own disguise
[02:02.221] So call it denial, a means of survival
[02:06.659] I’m doing it all of the time
[02:10.936] (Ooh)
[02:14.348] And I don’t know why
[02:17.450]
[02:37.055] (Ooh)
[02:40.449] I don’t know why
[02:45.540] (Ooh)
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作词 : Christian Kuria
作曲 : Christian Kuria
Who cares
About your aesthetic
The clothes that you wear? Am I
Stupid
Or just apprehensive?
I lack the conviction
To run for my life
Jump all the fences to outrun desire
Scream at the top of my lungs
Don’t dare to speak of your love
(Ooh)
I’m out of my mind
(Ooh)
I’m wearing my own disguise
So call it denial, a means of survival
I’m doing it all of the time
(Ooh)
And I don’t know why
You swear
In your manifesto
That you know me best, oh I
Could bear
A guilty admission
To meet your condition
And run for my life
Jump all the fences to outrun the ire
Scream at the top of my lungs
“Look at the mess I’ve become”
(Ooh)
I’m out of my mind
(Ooh)
I’m wearing my own disguise
So call it denial, a means of survival
I’m doing it all of the time
(Ooh)
And I don’t know why
(Ooh)
I don’t know why
(Ooh)