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歌词:Disciple. Southern Hospitality. Whisper So Loud.


Line 'em up, go, that's what she said,
When the lightning struck,
I couldn't see the difference;
Time to let go of Russian roulette,
God's the only one who knows how we are not dead!
Out the window, but don't waste it,
'Cause falling on the floor is overrated,
Over the rainbow, I'm bleeding,
What I wanted isn't always what I needed!

But you're whispering so loud,
With words that never die...

I remember everything you said to me,
The words you spoke, they burn,
Burn within my heart, (whoa! whoa!)
Burn within my soul,
I remember everything you said to me,
The words you spoke they burn
Burn within my heart, (whoa! whoa!)
Burn within my soul,
And I will carry them with me forever..

A night of looking down a musket,
Somehow I always end up on this magic carpet;
Hit the tango, wherever wind blows,
It always takes me further than I wanted to go!
After the sideshow, an invitation,
Outside the city limits leaving condemnation,
Ears are ringing with little whispers,
After everything that's all I can remember!

But you're whispering so loud,
With words that never die!

I remember everything you said to me,
The words you spoke, they burn,
Burn within my heart, (whoa! whoa!)
Burn within my soul,
I remember everything you said to me,
The words you spoke they burn
Burn within my heart, (whoa! whoa!)
Burn within my soul,
And I will carry them with me forever..

I hear what you whisper!
I'll always remember!!

(sweet solo)

I remember everything you said to me,
The words you spoke, they burn,
Burn within my heart, (whoa! whoa!)
Burn within my soul,
I remember everything you said to me,
The words you spoke they burn,
Burn within my heart, (whoa! whoa!)
Burn within my soul,
And I will carry them with me forever..

Go!