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  • 标题:Sudden Death In Carolina

    标签: 总谱

    艺人:Brand New

    专辑:Your Favorite Weapon

    作词:say_anything

    作曲:say_anything

    节拍: ♩ = 166

    注释:lastnighti swallowed liq-uorand a light-erand this morning i threw up fi-rebutit's nothing newi've piecing it togetherand it's got something to do with every look thrownlike a knife across a crowded room.Every slow and quiet car rideI spent drinking inthe backseatEvery stupid melody toevery stupid songAndevery stupid word that everybody's hanging on.What difference does this difference in age make?I know how it end-sshe kill me quickcall 9 1 1im alreadydeadbutsomeone should be caughtand held responsiblefor thisbloodymesslastnightI fell asleepnext to a lia-rand iwoke up with shinea-rand it's all that I remember f-rom a night spent lying on my backwith a view ofa stone white ceiling and the back of your head This dark and quiet bedfelt like the middle of nowhere.We beat each other upjust like we always do.When I'm talking to myselfI'd always ratherbetalking to you.What difference does this difference in age make?I know how it end-sshe kill me quickcall 9 11im al-readydeadbutsomeone should be caughtand held responsibleforthis bloody mess.call homi-cidetake thecase to courtcauseHer lips taste like loaded gun and im her numberonechalkline on the floorThey hung herfromthe bridgeon Monday.The gathering turned into a mob outonthelawnthey droppedher body in theriverAnd school and work returned to normal before longcall911im al-ready deadbutsomeone should be caught and held respons-iblefor thisbloody messcallhomicidetake thecase to courtcauseher lips taste likeloaded gunand im her number onechalk outline on the floor
    标记:introversepre-choruschorusversepre-choruschorusbridgechorus
    歌词:
    Last night I swallowed liquor and a lighter 
    And this morning I threw up fire
    But it's nothing new
    I've been piecing it together and it's got something to do

    With every look thrown like a knife across a crowded room
    And every slow and quiet car ride I spent drinking in the backseat
    Every stupid melody to every stupid song,
    And every stupid word that everybody's hanging on

    What difference does this difference in age make?
    I know how it ends... she'll kill me quick.
    Call 911, I'm already dead but
    Someone should be caught and held responsible
    For this bloody mess

    Last night I fell asleep next to a liar
    And I woke up with a shiner
    And it's all that I remember from a night spent lying on my back with a view
    Of a stone white ceiling and the back of your head

    And this quiet dark bed feels like the middle of nowhere
    And we beat each other up just like we always do
    When I'm talking to myself I'd always rather be talking to you

    What difference does this difference in age make?
    I know how it ends... she'll kill me quick.
    Call 911, I'm already dead but
    Someone should be caught and held responsible
    For this bloody mess

    Call homicide, take the case to court
    'Cause her lips taste like a loaded gun
    I'm her number one chalk outline on the floor

    They hung her from the bridge on Monday
    The gathering turned to a mob out on the lawn
    They dropped her body in the river
    School and work returned to normal before long
    (before long... and no one will mention any of this again)

    Call 911, I'm already dead but
    Someone should be caught and held responsible
    For this bloody mess

    Call homicide, take the case to court
    Cause her lips taste like a loaded gun
    I'm her number one chalk outline on the floor
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