http://提供 P.O.S. - Been Afraid LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang @ @
Million dollar baby girl in the lower middle class/ With a maglight right beneath her pillow/ And though shes never been a boxer by choice/ Shes known to act oak you never catch her a willow/ Shes the calm type/ you see the small scars/ Creepin down her arms/ peeking from them long sleeves/ Right/ she keeps em weak in the knees/ but she stay out of sight/ And when the school bell rings/ its goodnight/ Or might as well be/ he never sees her around/ But he looks/ for weeks now hes been maybe tomorrow/ But hes shook/ he sees those bruises and he needs to please her/ Plus he dont wanna go home either/ Gives her a look they pass/ copies down a poem from a schoolbook/ Gives it to her after hesitation/ whoops his ass/ she took it fast/ Lost like all sensation in her hands/ and braced herself gracefully/ Sturdy where she stands/ humble mumbling/ passing the words fumbling/ Nothing discouraging/ just nerves (just)/ drumming up the courage/ Something bout skylines or bike rides or riverbeds/ Somethin or/ something that he read/ Caught her right beneath the armor/ Cauterized thought of any/ blunt force trauma/ Aint no way he could harm her/ When the curse/ leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales / Some people seem to call that home/ but some souls roam/ Keep riding til the cycle is broke/ we dont need to go through nothing alone/ When the curse/ leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales / Some people seem to call that home/ but some souls roam/ Keep riding til the cycle is broke/ we dont need to go through nothing alone/ Shes in the weather the whole storm/ Huggin on her prince his hands to skin warm/ Quick out the door no note no forlorn/ Cause all they heard was Papa dont hit me no more/ But they couldnt seem to keep the swelling down/ How they regretting ever letting out this 3rd child born/ But things are getting better now/ cozy sweater now/ With her thumbs through the holes in her sleeves worn down/ And boy similar/ noise minimal/ Toy criminal joys simple when someones found it in you/ Somehow it boosts the individual/ that bluish hue is mutual they/ Make love gently/ so aware of each others bruises/ And sorta scared they could lose this/ Trust bury the blues/ somewhere it wont bear roots/ But is this boy where the truth is/ shes spooked see/ Fruit never seems to fall far from the useless/ branch that its attached to/ And quacks say if hes beat up hes bound to smack you/ Shes down to step back now/ he ever get loud/ She couldnt be proud of whatever she might do/ This is the first time she ever felt touched/ That didnt bring her to hush like something was being done to her/ That unscrews her/ she loosens with the booze/ Her hinge can stay bent/ addressing her dudes wounds/ Regressing to bedrooms/ where fools ignored dont/ Hes not one of them tools that/ screws nuts and bolts/ And she know that/ and she know that/ And she know that/ but she holds back/ and she hope that/ He see the way she flinch/ cuz its kneejerk/ to brace for attack/ Even if hes only rubbing her back/ I mean/ And even if its like the deck has been stacked/ Its not an act hes really loving her back/ Hold your heart up/ never raise your hand/ She says that with her grown up voice/ Im yours now/ just like a child/ Dont be scared now/ the words click/ a piece finally fits/ I love you/ they say that with they lips/ never raise your hand/ He says that with her grown up voice/ Im yours now/ just like a child/ Dont be scared now/ the words click/ a piece finally fits/ I love you/ they say that with they lips/ When the curse/ leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales/ Some people seem to call that home/ but some souls roam/ Keep riding til the cycle is broke/ we dont need to go through nothing alone/ When the curse/ leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales/ Some people seem to call that home/ but some souls roam/ Keep riding til the cycle is broke/ we dont need to go through nothing alone/
[ti:Been Afraid] [ar:P.O.S.] [al:Never Better] [by: ] [00:02.00]P.O.S. - Been Afraid [00:04.00]LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang [00:06.00]@ @ [00:08.00] [00:10.29]Million dollar baby girl in the lower middle class/ [00:13.23]With a maglight right beneath her pillow/ [00:15.71]And though shes never been a boxer by choice/ [00:18.42]Shes known to act oak you never catch her a willow/ [00:20.99]Shes the calm type/ you see the small scars/ [00:23.63]Creepin down her arms/ peeking from them long sleeves/ [00:26.13]Right/ she keeps em weak in the knees/ but she stay out of sight/ [00:28.73]And when the school bell rings/ its goodnight/ [00:31.06]Or might as well be/ he never sees her around/ [00:33.53]But he looks/ for weeks now hes been maybe tomorrow/ [00:36.29]But hes shook/ he sees those bruises and he needs to please her/ [00:39.08]Plus he dont wanna go home either/ [00:41.53]Gives her a look they pass/ copies down a poem from a schoolbook/ [00:44.27]Gives it to her after hesitation/ whoops his ass/ she took it fast/ [00:47.32]Lost like all sensation in her hands/ and braced herself gracefully/ [00:50.69]Sturdy where she stands/ humble mumbling/ passing the words fumbling/ [00:54.47]Nothing discouraging/ just nerves (just)/ drumming up the courage/ [00:57.18]Something bout skylines or bike rides or riverbeds/ [00:59.75]Somethin or/ something that he read/ [01:02.30]Caught her right beneath the armor/ [01:03.60]Cauterized thought of any/ blunt force trauma/ [01:06.15]Aint no way he could harm her/ [01:07.68]When the curse/ leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales / [01:10.13]Some people seem to call that home/ but some souls roam/ [01:12.73]Keep riding til the cycle is broke/ we dont need to go through nothing alone/ [01:17.60]When the curse/ leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales / [01:20.21]Some people seem to call that home/ but some souls roam/ [01:23.63]Keep riding til the cycle is broke/ we dont need to go through nothing alone/ [01:27.95]Shes in the weather the whole storm/ [01:30.99]Huggin on her prince his hands to skin warm/ [01:33.43]Quick out the door no note no forlorn/ [01:36.05]Cause all they heard was Papa dont hit me no more/ [01:38.64]But they couldnt seem to keep the swelling down/ [01:40.64]How they regretting ever letting out this 3rd child born/ [01:44.16]But things are getting better now/ cozy sweater now/ [01:46.51]With her thumbs through the holes in her sleeves worn down/ [01:48.97]And boy similar/ noise minimal/ [01:51.41]Toy criminal joys simple when someones found it in you/ [01:53.91]Somehow it boosts the individual/ that bluish hue is mutual they/ [01:56.66]Make love gently/ so aware of each others bruises/ [01:59.96]And sorta scared they could lose this/ [02:02.27]Trust bury the blues/ somewhere it wont bear roots/ [02:04.68]But is this boy where the truth is/ shes spooked see/ [02:08.33]Fruit never seems to fall far from the useless/ branch that its attached to/ [02:11.97]And quacks say if hes beat up hes bound to smack you/ [02:14.95]Shes down to step back now/ he ever get loud/ [02:17.61]She couldnt be proud of whatever she might do/ [02:20.31]This is the first time she ever felt touched/ [02:22.91]That didnt bring her to hush like something was being done to her/ [02:25.21]That unscrews her/ she loosens with the booze/ [02:27.93]Her hinge can stay bent/ addressing her dudes wounds/ [02:30.53]Regressing to bedrooms/ where fools ignored dont/ [02:32.94]Hes not one of them tools that/ screws nuts and bolts/ [02:35.50]And she know that/ and she know that/ [02:37.10]And she know that/ but she holds back/ and she hope that/ [02:40.37]He see the way she flinch/ cuz its kneejerk/ to brace for attack/ [02:43.38]Even if hes only rubbing her back/ I mean/ [02:46.18]And even if its like the deck has been stacked/ [02:48.76]Its not an act hes really loving her back/ [02:50.39]Hold your heart up/ never raise your hand/ [02:52.69]She says that with her grown up voice/ [02:54.53]Im yours now/ just like a child/ [02:56.53]Dont be scared now/ the words click/ a piece finally fits/ [02:59.40]I love you/ they say that with they lips/ [03:02.02]never raise your hand/ [03:03.50]He says that with her grown up voice/ [03:04.66]Im yours now/ just like a child/ [03:06.96]Dont be scared now/ the words click/ a piece finally fits/ [03:09.76]I love you/ they say that with they lips/ [03:12.20]When the curse/ leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales/ [03:14.77]Some people seem to call that home/ but some souls roam/ [03:17.82]Keep riding til the cycle is broke/ we dont need to go through nothing alone/ [03:21.97]When the curse/ leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales/ [03:25.03]Some people seem to call that home/ but some souls roam/ [03:27.87]Keep riding til the cycle is broke/ we dont need to go through nothing alone/ [03:32.74]