[00:00.000] 作词 : Howie Day/James Major Clifford
[00:00.027] 作曲 : Howie Day/James Major Clifford
[00:00.55]Sound The Alarm
[00:02.75]Adept
[00:06.41]Another Year Of Disaster
[00:08.65]
[00:12.24]hold tight, miss cheater! you forgot
[00:14.79]to wipe the scent of your lover from your chest
[00:17.62]i guess i never believed you had it in you.
[00:21.93]burn the charade.
[00:23.94]ignore your own fire
[00:26.25]as the words from your lips
[00:29.31]ignores all the questions.
[00:31.47]i know what you're up to,
[00:34.29]you ignorant slut.
[00:36.61]you never tasted so shallow.
[00:39.16]you have death on you lips,
[00:41.56]cunt!
[00:42.38]i always trusted every word you said,
[00:48.34]you gave me hope for the future
[00:51.51]so how could i swallow every single spit
[00:57.48]of syllables from her tainted mouth?
[01:01.90]when all her words were ******* bollocks!
[03:44.57][01:16.24]So here's to you and taking the easy way out!
[03:49.85][01:22.05]we raise our glass this is a toast to all unfaithful ones.
[03:54.75][01:26.86]with every inch of all our hearts still beating we will sing -
[03:59.67][01:31.90]goodbye my beautiful. goodbye my beautiful.
[01:45.06]there's no one who will stand right beside you
[01:50.90]when all comes to how you're treating your loved ones
[01:56.09]you're slipping away.
[01:58.25]can you feel how you're fading?
[02:00.84]important to none, you're dust in the wind
[02:05.55]i
[02:07.90]put me trust in how the way she smile
[02:11.89]it gave me strength for the future.
[02:15.71]but waves are crashing in and we are drowning by the minute.
[02:21.65]do you have a hand to hold on to?
[02:24.35]for i have mine.
[02:27.66]you're ******* dead to me!
[02:32.53]you're ******* dead
[03:05.25]and as a heart need it's beating surely yours will stop
[03:10.31]i know i have said it before but mark my words
[03:13.62]if shutting you up will be the last thing i ever do,
[03:17.05]i will wrap the silence around your throat
[03:19.37]and leave you breathless.
[03:21.45]i will take every word from a lonely harlots mouth,
[03:24.80]so pick your words wisely
[03:27.07]for they will be your last, they will all be your ******* last.
[03:35.46]the wind settles in, the clouds are getting closer
[03:40.61]sound the alarm
[03:42.39]we are the storm
[04:08.66]all her words were ******* bollocks!