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  • 标题:Blackbirds

    副标题:ITunes Bonus

    艺人:Linkin Park

    专辑:A Thousand Suns

    作词:Linkin Park

    作曲:Linkin Park

    编曲:Linkin Park

    制谱人:oz91rock

    附注:
    畜耨觇楮
    
    礤祉钽 礤 筲屦屙 磬聍弪 String Ensemble 1, 礤 
    祛泱 蝾黜 疣耨臌?螯 礤觐蝾瘥 祛戾眚?.. 眢 
    怵钿 眍痨嚯? 镱塍麒腩顸 :)
    
    English:
    
    I'm not sure about the "Strings" track, can't hear 
    exactly what is in several moments...
    Sorry for my english, if something is wrong with 
    it))

    节拍: Moderate ♩ = 105

    标记:埋蝮镫./Intro鼠镫弪/Verse橡邃-镳栾邂/Pre-chorus橡栾邂/Chorus鼠镫弪 2/Verse 2橡邃-镳栾邂 2/Pre-chorus 2橡栾邂 2/Chorus 2相痱? 锑殛?Mike's part橡栾邂 3/Chorus 3暑礤?Outro
    歌词:
    Linkin Park - Blackbirds 



    Drop that, get up
    Take to the streets, better lock that kid up
    Face full of teeth when he hock that spit up
    Pacing the beat like a beast
    Rocking the block on repeat
    Speak from the cut like a rush of blood
    Paint red on the sleeves of the ones you love
    Lay the sick ones down and the bells will ring
    Put pennies on the eyes, let the dead men sing

    I shiver and shake the warm air cold
    I'm alone on my own
    In every mistake I dig this hole
    Through my skin and bones

    It's harder starting over
    Than never to have changed

    With Blackbirds following me
    I'm digging out my grave
    They close in, swallowing me
    The pain, it comes in waves
    I'm getting back what I gave

    I sweat through the sheet as daylight fades
    As I waste away
    It traps me inside mistakes I've made
    That's the price I pay

    It's hard to starting over
    Than never to have changed

    With Blackbirds following me
    I'm digging out my grave
    They close in, swallowing me
    The pain, it comes in waves
    I'm getting back what I gave

    I drop to the floor like I did before
    Stop watching, I'm coughing, I can't be more
    What I want and what I need are at constant war
    Like a well full of poison, a rotten core
    The blood goes thin, the fever stings
    And I shake from the hell that the habits bring
    Let the sick ones down, the bells will ring
    Put pennies on the eyes, let the dead men sing

    With Blackbirds following me
    I'm digging out my grave
    They close in, swallowing me
    The pain, it comes in waves
    I'm getting back what I gave
    I'm getting back what I gave
    I'm getting back what I gave
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