歌词Lungs Like Gallows

[ti:Lungs Like Gallows]
[ar:Senses Fail]
[al:Life Is Not A Waiting Room]
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[00:01.00]Senses Fail - Lungs Like Gallows
[00:04.00]LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
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[00:11.15]I give blood to prove to myself
[00:14.76]that I can matter to somebody else.
[00:17.77]Is what makes a man the dirt on his hands?
[00:21.54]If so, don't put your faith in the desert sand,
[00:25.31]There are gallows deep inside my lungs,
[00:28.63]thats where I hung ambition.
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[00:32.16]Is it luck that's knocking on my back door?
[00:37.60]Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984.
[00:43.99]I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores
[00:49.88]and I open my umbrella even when I am indoors.
[00:56.71]So give me seven more.
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[01:31.52]Is it luck that's knocking on my back door?
[01:37.31]Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984.
[01:43.70]I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores
[01:49.85]and I open my umbrella even when I am indoors.
[01:55.92]So give me seven more.
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[01:58.20]I don't need her. I'm not that desperate.
[02:01.39]Come visit me in twenty years and maybe then.
[02:04.54]Cause I'm not done screaming yet.
[02:07.52]You can call off the intervention.
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[02:46.08]Is it luck that's knocking on my back door?
[02:52.98]Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984.
[02:59.31]I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores
[03:05.61]and I open my umbrella even when I am indoors.
[03:11.99]So give me seven more.
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