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Incredible Bittersweet
作詞:Terry Casper, Peggy Hambright, Jeff Heiskell, Tim Stutz, Johnny Sughrue, Ed Winters
Happiness is a hermit that lives on a hill And speaks to no one Joy is the money that he buries in the yard And forgets where it is
He dies and all the neighbors of the world come digging Finding nothing But at least they had their little daydream
Incredible bittersweet, yeah Incredible bittersweet, yeah Incredible bittersweet, yeah
Incredible bittersweet, I know you well We're victims of a dual complicity Villains and heroes, battlescarred and beaming Taking chances, bought and sold, still scheming
Pretty over the loin with such a bad disposition Auctioned off to an eager stranger innocent of the danger Incredible bittersweet, I know you well And I've made your apologies, made your apologies
Incredible bittersweet, yeah Incredible bittersweet, yeah Incredible bittersweet, yeah
Incredible bittersweet, I could paint you a picture In black and white, black on white, white on black But I take it all back, I think I'd just paint it gray Incredible bittersweet, I know you'd love it anyway
Incredible bittersweet, yeah Incredible bittersweet, yeah Incredible bittersweet, yeah
A little tale Happiness is a hermit that lives on a hill And speaks to no one 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Joy is the money that he buries in the yard And forgets where it is
He dies and all the neighbors of the world come digging Finding nothing But at least they had their little daydream
Incredible bittersweet, and I know you well We're grifters of a grim duality, goodness in an evil Shuffling shards and dealing All the dances, never sure who's leading
A flipping up of the coin-with such a sick sense of humor Bluffing illusion of choice in choosing, betting it all and losing Incredible bittersweet, we've gone to hell And I make no apologies, make no apologies
Incredible bittersweet, yeah Incredible bittersweet, yeah Incredible bittersweet, yeah
Happiness is a hermit that lives on a hill And speaks to no one Joy is the money that he buries in the yard And forgets where it is
He dies and all the neighbors of the world come digging Finding nothing But at least they had their little daydream
Happiness is a hermit that lives on a hill And speaks to no one Joy is the money that he buries in the yard And forgets where it is
He dies and all the neighbors of the world come digging Finding nothing But at least they had their little daydream
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