Trumpet : Feng Yucheng
Arranger : Zhao Liangjun
Take a shot, chase the sun, find the beautiful
We will glow in the dark turning dust to gold
And we’ll dream it possible(possible,ah~)
And we’ll dream it possible
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.434]
[00:20.380]Trumpet : Feng Yucheng
[00:25.381]Arranger : Zhao Liangjun
[00:29.133]
[01:01.398]Take a shot, chase the sun, find the beautiful
[01:05.398]We will glow in the dark turning dust to gold
[01:09.398]And we’ll dream it possible(possible,ah~)
[01:25.408]And we’ll dream it possible
[01:46.111]
Trumpet : Feng Yucheng
Arranger : Zhao Liangjun
Take a shot, chase the sun, find the beautiful
We will glow in the dark turning dust to gold
And we’ll dream it possible(possible,ah~)
And we’ll dream it possible
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.434]
[00:20.380]Trumpet : Feng Yucheng
[00:25.381]Arranger : Zhao Liangjun
[00:29.133]
[01:01.398]Take a shot, chase the sun, find the beautiful
[01:05.398]We will glow in the dark turning dust to gold
[01:09.398]And we’ll dream it possible(possible,ah~)
[01:25.408]And we’ll dream it possible
[01:46.111]
I will run, I will climb, I will soar
I’m undefeated
Jumping out of my skin, pull the chord
Yeah I believe it
The past, is everything we were don’t ma...
Made me wanna cry on the subway home
Made me want to die twenty feet below
Even when we're drunk we have nothing to say
So baby what's the point when ...
There’s no ****ing way you’re this wonderfu
I still believe that I’ll die alone
I always keep one hand on the door
Even if you never let me go
I’m un...
Hello how did you find me
Where have you been hiding
I know
That you remind me
This fire inside me
Feels like we met somewhere before
Saw you my heart...
If I want, I can cry on demand
Or be just as tough as a man
Play you like a violin
And you wouldn’t know if I did
I can sing you a song that I wrote
...
And you never do shit
You ain’t shit
So you lose your new place
And drugs kill every single cell in your brain
Losing me’s a mistake
You know it more...
I like s**, I like flowers, I like attention
Don't ever put me second
I bet you won't find nothing feels this good this side of Heaven
You're my cruel...
Momma said my soul was old
Skinned my knees on Tustin road
Color of my father's eyes
Your pretty songs are lullabies
And when you asked me, baby, I sa...
Made me want to cry on the subway home
Made me want to die twenty feet below
Even when we're drunk we have nothing to say
So, baby what's the point wh...