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ICARUS

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  • 作词 : Joe Rickard/Dustin Bates/Paul Trust
    作曲 : Joe Rickard/Dustin Bates/Paul Trust
    Fell out of the air and you broke your wings
    Like you do it every other time
    Made a new pair out of broken things
    To give it all another try
    And you climb right up to the highest peaks
    And reach up to the edge of the world you seek
    Afraid of heights so you don't believe
    You could ever be good enough

    Go on then Icarus, take your turn
    You always fly right up until it burns
    Your wings you never could change, always the victim
    Into the flames again
    Go on then Icarus, take your turn
    You'll never go through them

    Hеad in the clouds
    Buried your feet in the ground
    Tеlling yourself it's the world that holds you down
    But you got your chin held high
    And your chest pumped up
    The replica of a runner-up
    You were made for skies but you called your bluff
    Thought you'd never be good enough

    Go on then Icarus, take your turn
    You always fly right up until it burns
    Your wings you never could change, always the victim
    Into the flames again
    Go on then Icarus, take your turn
    You'll never go through them

    You'll never know through them
    You'll never know through them

    So fall back down, back down again
    You've got your heads in the clouds, on the ground again
    Looking for a scapegoat to hold your feet
    Pounding on your chest so you don't feel weak
    You fall back down, back down again

    Go on then Icarus, take your turn
    You always fly right up until it burns
    Your wings you never could change, always the victim
    Into the flames again
    Go on then Icarus, take your turn
    You'll never go through them
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Joe Rickard/Dustin Bates/Paul Trust
    [00:01.000] 作曲 : Joe Rickard/Dustin Bates/Paul Trust
    [00:22.048]Fell out of the air and you broke your wings
    [00:25.091]Like you do it every other time
    [00:29.291]Made a new pair out of broken things
    [00:32.576]To give it all another try
    [00:36.454]And you climb right up to the highest peaks
    [00:40.142]And reach up to the edge of the world you seek
    [00:43.824]Afraid of heights so you don't believe
    [00:47.021]You could ever be good enough
    [00:49.065]
    [00:49.923]Go on then Icarus, take your turn
    [00:57.700]You always fly right up until it burns
    [01:04.943]Your wings you never could change, always the victim
    [01:10.205]Into the flames again
    [01:12.468]Go on then Icarus, take your turn
    [01:19.011]You'll never go through them
    [01:21.669]
    [01:35.776]Hеad in the clouds
    [01:38.489]Buried your feet in the ground
    [01:42.360]Tеlling yourself it's the world that holds you down
    [01:48.712]But you got your chin held high
    [01:51.982]And your chest pumped up
    [01:53.856]The replica of a runner-up
    [01:57.611]You were made for skies but you called your bluff
    [02:01.026]Thought you'd never be good enough
    [02:03.453]
    [02:04.109]Go on then Icarus, take your turn
    [02:11.360]You always fly right up until it burns
    [02:18.688]Your wings you never could change, always the victim
    [02:23.579]Into the flames again
    [02:26.129]Go on then Icarus, take your turn
    [02:32.755]You'll never go through them
    [02:34.867]
    [02:36.494]You'll never know through them
    [02:40.123]You'll never know through them
    [02:41.111]
    [02:42.053]So fall back down, back down again
    [02:48.643]You've got your heads in the clouds, on the ground again
    [02:57.124]Looking for a scapegoat to hold your feet
    [03:00.208]Pounding on your chest so you don't feel weak
    [03:04.175]You fall back down, back down again
    [03:08.693]
    [03:10.222]Go on then Icarus, take your turn
    [03:18.007]You always fly right up until it burns
    [03:25.429]Your wings you never could change, always the victim
    [03:30.290]Into the flames again
    [03:32.599]Go on then Icarus, take your turn
    [03:39.350]You'll never go through them