The Killers - Losing Touch
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Console me in my darkest hour
Could this be that the truth is always grey
Caress me in your velvet chair
Conceal me from the ghost you cast away
Im in no hurry, you go run
And tell your friends Im losing touch
Fill their heads with rumours of impending doom
It must be true
Console me in my darkest hour
And tell me that youll always hear my cries
I wonder what you got conspired
Im sure it was the consolation prize
Im in no hurry, you go run
And tell your friends Im losing touch
Fill the night with stories, the legend grows
Of how you got lost
But you made your way back home
You sold your soul, like a Roman vagabond yeah
I heard you found a wishing well
In the city
Console me in my darkest hour (in my darkest hour)
And you throw me down
Im in no hurry, you go run
And tell your friends Im losing touch
Fill your crown with rumours
Impending doom, it must be true
But you made your way back home
You sold your soul, like a Roman vagabond
And all that now you got lost,
but you made your way back home
You went and sold your soul,
an allegiance dead and gone
Im losing touch
编辑于2008/05/24更新

Stratovarius歌词

Stratovarius[灵云]

简介： Stratovarius成立于1984年，由三个来自芬兰、赫尔辛基的三个年轻人组成，他们分别是鼓手兼主唱Tuomo Lassila，贝斯手John Vihervaauml以及吉他手Staffan St

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[ar:The Killers]
[al:Day & Age]
[by:活在当下]
[00:01.22]The Killers - Losing Touch
[00:07.84]
[00:08.23] 卜超 制作
[00:29.33]
[00:34.52]Console me in my darkest hour
[00:38.56]Could this be that the truth is always grey
[00:42.56]Caress me in your velvet chair
[00:46.60]Conceal me from the ghost you cast away
[00:50.59]
[00:50.81]Im in no hurry, you go run
[00:54.84]And tell your friends Im losing touch
[00:58.72]Fill their heads with rumours of impending doom
[01:05.36]It must be true
[01:13.71]
[01:15.13]Console me in my darkest hour
[01:19.28]And tell me that youll always hear my cries
[01:23.27]I wonder what you got conspired
[01:27.43]Im sure it was the consolation prize
[01:31.29]
[01:31.51]Im in no hurry, you go run
[01:35.47]And tell your friends Im losing touch
[01:39.42]Fill the night with stories, the legend grows
[01:45.26]Of how you got lost
[01:48.19]
[01:48.44]But you made your way back home
[01:53.96]You sold your soul, like a Roman vagabond yeah
[02:02.94]
[02:04.09]I heard you found a wishing well
[02:08.62]In the city
[02:12.13]Console me in my darkest hour (in my darkest hour)
[02:17.82]And you throw me down
[02:20.00]
[02:20.25]Im in no hurry, you go run
[02:24.35]And tell your friends Im losing touch
[02:28.22]Fill your crown with rumours
[02:34.65]Impending doom, it must be true
[02:51.79]
[02:53.39]But you made your way back home
[02:58.93]You sold your soul, like a Roman vagabond
[03:06.10]
[03:06.61]And all that now you got lost,
[03:09.92]but you made your way back home
[03:14.63]You went and sold your soul,
[03:17.74]an allegiance dead and gone
[03:23.31]Im losing touch
[03:51.77]

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