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[00:00.000] 作曲 : Oliver Sykes/Jordan Fish/Ashley Frangipane
[00:01.000] 作词 : Oliver Sykes/Jordan Fish/Ashley Frangipane
[00:24.674]Breathe, cold, another bad dream
[00:27.276]Got mud on my face but I can't get clean
[00:30.545]Feel, hope, but I rip at the seems
[00:33.230]If I can't get you away from me
[00:36.567]Taking showers every hour and I choke on steam
[00:39.732]Writing on the mirrors and the space between
[00:42.642]So tall, it broke the fourth wall
[00:45.827]Guess my fairy tale had a few plot holes
[01:38.983]Breathe, cold, another bad dream
[01:41.155](Another bad dream, another bad dream)
[01:44.388]Breathe, cold, another bad dream
[01:47.331](Another bad dream, another bad dream)
[01:50.390]Breathe, cold, another bad dream
[01:53.623](Another bad dream, another bad dream
[01:56.715]Another bad dream, another bad dream
[01:59.739]Another bad dream, another bad dream)
[03:41.285]Breathe, cold, another bad dream
[03:43.979]Got mud on my face but I can't get clean
[03:47.750]Feel, hope, but I rip at the seems
[03:50.393]If I can't get you away from me
[03:53.559]Taking showers every hour and I choke on steam
[03:56.718]Writing on the mirrors and the space between
[03:59.694]So tall, it broke the fourth wall
[04:02.786]Guess my fairy tale had a few plot holes
作曲 : Oliver Sykes/Jordan Fish/Ashley Frangipane
作词 : Oliver Sykes/Jordan Fish/Ashley Frangipane
Breathe, cold, another bad dream
Got mud on my face but I can't get clean
Feel, hope, but I rip at the seems
If I can't get you away from me
Taking showers every hour and I choke on steam
Writing on the mirrors and the space between
So tall, it broke the fourth wall
Guess my fairy tale had a few plot holes
Breathe, cold, another bad dream
(Another bad dream, another bad dream)
Breathe, cold, another bad dream
(Another bad dream, another bad dream)
Breathe, cold, another bad dream
(Another bad dream, another bad dream
Another bad dream, another bad dream
Another bad dream, another bad dream)
Breathe, cold, another bad dream
Got mud on my face but I can't get clean
Feel, hope, but I rip at the seems
If I can't get you away from me
Taking showers every hour and I choke on steam
Writing on the mirrors and the space between
So tall, it broke the fourth wall
Guess my fairy tale had a few plot holes