Hurricane - Hands Like Houses.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作曲 : Alexander Austin Pearson/Matthew Luke Cooper/Matthew Zygmunt Parkitny/Joel Alexander Tyrrell/Trenton Woodley/Callan William Orr
[00:16.918]I'm bound up and broken
[00:18.942]Caught out in the open
[00:21.209]Tape over my mouth with so much left unsaid
[00:25.097]
[00:25.433]Like gathering thunder
[00:28.045]We spoke over each other
[00:30.419]Now strangers tied to opposite sides of the bed
[00:34.169]
[00:35.377]You say that I'm careless
[00:38.115]Unkind and defensive
[00:40.128]When all I want is someone there to hold me close
[00:44.270]
[00:44.815]I don't mean to be heartless
[00:47.084]I'm trying my hardest
[00:49.580]To think before I speak, but I'm voiceless
[00:53.343]
[00:55.735]I'll bide my time
[00:59.258]Watch the hurricane blow by
[01:02.839]And the clouds run dry
[01:05.183]I'll bite my tongue
[01:08.101]And hold on 'til my hands go numb
[01:12.244]Or the quiet comes
[01:14.529]
[01:24.508]Soaked through to my skin
[01:27.292]But I don't feel any different
[01:29.894]I'm a shivering mess of doubt and recklessness
[01:34.081]
[01:34.850]I know it's my fault
[01:36.650]I'm stuck out here in the cold
[01:39.167]But it's hard letting go of what I wish you'd said
[01:43.678]
[01:44.423]Cause you told me I'm careless
[01:46.776]Unkind and defensive
[01:49.005]When all I want is someone there to hold me close
[01:53.291]
[01:55.031]I'll bide my time
[01:58.809]Watch the hurricane blow by
[02:02.365]And the clouds run dry
[02:04.571]I'll bite my tongue
[02:08.002]And hold on 'til my hands go numb
[02:11.743]Or the quiet comes
[02:13.813]
[02:15.357]Don't tell me I'm broken
[02:17.876]As I'm blowing out to sea
[02:19.814]Don't leave me high and dry
[02:22.874]It's swirling over me
[02:24.660]As I spin in slow motion
[02:26.983]A tide of chattering teeth
[02:29.481]Unravel and unwind
[02:33.621]
[02:43.139]White-knuckled, nails torn from grasping the boards as the storm rages inside of me
[02:52.296]Opened my mouth, tried to force something out, but I'm just too exhausted to speak
[03:00.611]
[03:23.267]I'll bide my time
[03:26.650]Watch the hurricane blow by
[03:30.147]And the clouds run dry
[03:32.399]I'll bite my tongue
[03:35.862]And hold on 'til my hands go numb
[03:39.506]Or the quiet comes
[03:41.848]
[03:42.134]I'll bide my time
[03:45.735]Watch the hurricane blow by
[03:49.094]And the clouds run dry
[03:51.514]I'll bite my tongue
[03:54.959]And hold on 'til my hands go numb
[03:58.451]Or the quiet comes

文本歌词

作曲 : Alexander Austin Pearson/Matthew Luke Cooper/Matthew Zygmunt Parkitny/Joel Alexander Tyrrell/Trenton Woodley/Callan William Orr
I'm bound up and broken
Caught out in the open
Tape over my mouth with so much left unsaid
Like gathering thunder
We spoke over each other
Now strangers tied to opposite sides of the bed
You say that I'm careless
Unkind and defensive
When all I want is someone there to hold me close
I don't mean to be heartless
I'm trying my hardest
To think before I speak, but I'm voiceless
I'll bide my time
Watch the hurricane blow by
And the clouds run dry
I'll bite my tongue
And hold on 'til my hands go numb
Or the quiet comes
Soaked through to my skin
But I don't feel any different
I'm a shivering mess of doubt and recklessness
I know it's my fault
I'm stuck out here in the cold
But it's hard letting go of what I wish you'd said
Cause you told me I'm careless
Unkind and defensive
When all I want is someone there to hold me close
I'll bide my time
Watch the hurricane blow by
And the clouds run dry
I'll bite my tongue
And hold on 'til my hands go numb
Or the quiet comes
Don't tell me I'm broken
As I'm blowing out to sea
Don't leave me high and dry
It's swirling over me
As I spin in slow motion
A tide of chattering teeth
Unravel and unwind
White-knuckled, nails torn from grasping the boards as the storm rages inside of me
Opened my mouth, tried to force something out, but I'm just too exhausted to speak
I'll bide my time
Watch the hurricane blow by
And the clouds run dry
I'll bite my tongue
And hold on 'til my hands go numb
Or the quiet comes
I'll bide my time
Watch the hurricane blow by
And the clouds run dry
I'll bite my tongue
And hold on 'til my hands go numb
Or the quiet comes