标题:R.I.T.
标签: 总谱
艺人:The Devil Wears Prada
专辑:Dead Throne
作词:Mike Hranica
制谱人:Abs Marques (facebook profile)
It's just a better way to play, in my opinion. This song isn't exactly like this, but I get it all from ear and hope you enjoy \m/,
节拍: Moderate ♩ = 145
Turn your back now
Lose yourself in hesitation
Dancing, dancing, always dancing, and staring at the floor
The sun came out just long enough to go down
She shows the symptoms of being my suicide
I’m holding you to blame for this
I won’t stop selling myself short
The broken windows... All of the glass
Knife in my hand... The questions I’ve asked
I dream about her more nights than not
I can’t drown this away
With every single move that you make
You come closer to breaking me
With every single breath that I take
You push further from helping me
But you can’t, you can’t
I’m pulling the weight again
With every single move that you make
I come closer to ending me
I blame myself, and it’s not the first time
You see me for what I am : damaged
Turn your back now : I will bask in the blackness of my darkest days
With every single move that you make
You come closer to breaking me.
With every single breath that I take
You push further from helping me
But you can’t, you can’t
I’m pulling the weight again
With every single move that you make
I come closer to ending me
Self-loathing me