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  • 标题:The City

    艺人:The Chariot

    专辑:Long Live

    节拍: Moderate ♩ = 210

    歌曲: The City
    歌词:
    This is only the start
    You're only opening a book
    You're only heard the first line
    Of what's going to take a little while
    It's going to take a little while

    I hope you don't hold your breath
    For they revolt like a choir
    They say the language is dead
    Well, then why do we speak?
    Why do we speak? Why?

    I hope you understand that my brain is fixed
    My brain is fixed

    Into the next town, this is only a revolt
    Into the next town, this is only a revolt
    Into the next town, this is only a revolt
    Into the next town, this is only a revolt

    Enough is enough because we cannot be late
    Basically you've been defined as unworthy of love

    And I confess, and I confess
    That I had placed in my heart
    The same address that I paint with my words
    You're free, don't fear, this is just a revolt

    This is only a revolt into the next town
    This is only a revolt into the next town
    This is only a revolt into the next town
    This is only a revolt into the next town

    This is only a revolt into the next town
    This is only a revolt into the next town
    This is only a revolt into the next town
    This is only a revolt into the next town
    This is only a revolt

    Enough is enough 'cause we cannot be late
    Calm rose, violent wind
    The only surrender tonight, shall not be our own

    They cannot escape, one if by land, two if by sea
    Because I saved my money but it can't save me
    And maybe there's blood from the past
    But it's not from me

    Oh, they can take away one man
    They can take away his mic
    But they cannot take us all
    No, they can't dig a hole the right size
    To fit all of our dreams

    So they can't bury me, they can't bury me
    Oh, we can't hope that somebody else take our place
    No, we can't hope that somebody else take our place

    History books read with all of our names
    Be it blood, be it ink but at least we were free
    This is only but a fraction of what I've got to say
    But it must be said, it must be said

    If I leave this earth tonight
    May it be said that I spoke my peace
    Yeah, I spoke with the wrath of its grace

    Calm rose, come violent wind
    Oh, we stand hand in hand
    And we walk without fear
    This is a revolution
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