Butch Walker - Closer To The Truth And Furthher From The Sky 卜超 制作 Ribbons went flying out the window As we drove down the interstate Sex was something so brand new It was hard as hell to wait She made faces at the goddamn rednecks And said “Look at you boy, you must worship Satan” Just because I had the same long hair As the Jesus in all their paintings Every church just made me scared Of words like sert and faith and congregation In a world with so many answers left Why do I need so many explanations To get closer to the truth and further from the sky And the static singes the speakers Like a thousand hymns of inspiration The road just winds through the canyon Like a big black snake headed for salvation And I’m getting closer to the truth and further from the sky A roadside venue with paper menus点击下载LRC歌词
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[ti:Closer To The Truth And Furthher From The Sky] [ar:Butch Walker] [al:Sycamore Meadows] [by:活在当下] [00:01.22]Butch Walker - Closer To The Truth And Furthher From The Sky [00:07.84] [00:08.23] 卜超 制作 [00:12.08] [00:13.04]Ribbons went flying out the window [00:15.23]As we drove down the interstate [00:18.63]Sex was something so brand new [00:21.39]It was hard as hell to wait [00:23.89] [00:24.37]She made faces at the goddamn rednecks [00:27.62]And said “Look at you boy, you must worship Satan” [00:30.80]Just because I had the same long hair [00:33.71]As the Jesus in all their paintings [00:36.41] [00:36.73]Every church just made me scared [00:39.16]Of words like sert and faith and congregation [00:43.08]In a world with so many answers left [00:46.15]Why do I need so many explanations [00:49.07]To get closer to the truth and further from the sky [00:59.70] [01:07.26]And the static singes the speakers [01:10.52]Like a thousand hymns of inspiration [01:13.84]The road just winds through the canyon [01:16.65]Like a big black snake headed for salvation [01:19.80]And I’m getting closer to the truth and further from the sky [01:25.58] [01:25.90]A roadside venue with paper menus [01:28.47]In a town that forgot its own name [01:31.52]We were hungry for anything that had a pulse [01:34.76]As we freed ourselves from the rain [01:37.61]There’s a disgruntled metalhead playing guitar [01:40.81]For a pop singer up on the screen [01:43.71]With his guitar held high and his head held low [01:46.92]He just wants a chance to be seen [01:49.58] [01:50.01]And the static singes the speakers [01:53.09]Like a thousand hymns of inspiration [01:56.32]The road just winds through the canyon [01:59.37]Like a big black snake headed for salvation [02:02.70]And I’m getting closer to the truth and further from the sky [02:44.17] [02:44.90]Well he tells me at the bar [02:46.40]That’s he on his last leg [02:47.80]That he used to have it all in his hands [02:50.87]That the girls don’t think much of him these days [02:53.93]It’s just hard for him to understand [02:56.96]Cause he’s a little bit older and a little bit thin [03:00.25]But he’s still got his heart in a sling [03:03.08]And we paid for the drinks and the bartender drinks [03:06.25]And it couldn’t be more late, yeah we’re all so late [03:09.42] [03:09.70]And the static singes the speakers [03:12.23]Like a thousand hymns of inspiration [03:15.79]The road just winds through the canyon [03:18.51]Like a big black snake headed for salvation [03:21.91]And I’m getting closer to the truth and further from the sky [03:49.50]