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  • 作曲 : Mice Parade
    A man walks into his cell
    And he looks at his story to tell
    There are no walls in this place
    Just a picture staring him in the face
    He said "Hey there, picture
    What are you hanging on?
    It looks like you don't belong here
    Suspended in the air
    But you're the one making the call
    Without asking what's better for all"
    So then he gets out of his cell
    And he looks around hoping to tell
    His whole story, beginning to end
    But the bitter sea likes to be
    Hauntingly lonely, making it all the worse
    To lose a friend
    He's up in
    trees up high
    up high
  • 作曲 : Mice Parade
    A man walks into his cell
    And he looks at his story to tell
    There are no walls in this place
    Just a picture staring him in the face
    He said "Hey there, picture
    What are you hanging on?
    It looks like you don't belong here
    Suspended in the air
    But you're the one making the call
    Without asking what's better for all"
    So then he gets out of his cell
    And he looks around hoping to tell
    His whole story, beginning to end
    But the bitter sea likes to be
    Hauntingly lonely, making it all the worse
    To lose a friend
    He's up in
    trees up high
    up high