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点击复制Every day feels the same
When the world turns to ashes
A beautiful madness remains
Changing everything
Remember cars filled with smoke
And inside jokes
Park the car
Not too far
Hang outside the Clash Bar
Diner stop where we'd talk
About nothing at all
Every day ain't the same
Without all of my old friends
I'll never see again
What's left
When kidnapped by death
Are old inside jokes we no longer know
In the final tail lights
Pray it doesn't end
On a Saturday night
A call I hope I don't get
In the final tail lights
Pray it doesn't end
On a Saturday night
A call I hope I don't get
All these days
Filled with shame
Nothing I once knew is where it once stood
What happened
To lazy afternoons
Every sunset is an ancient mood
We lived in, dying spring
Now a stolen summer
In a world of ruin
Where we're no longer young
We lived in, dying spring
Now a stolen summer
In a world of ruin
Where we're no longer young
Park the car
Not too far
Hang outside the Clash Bar
Diner stop where we'd talk
About nothing at all
In the final tail lights
Pray it doesn't end
On a Saturday night
A call I hope I don't get
We lived in, dying spring
Now a stolen summer
In a world of ruin
Where we're no longer young
We lived in, dying spring
Now a stolen summer
In a world of ruin
Where we're no longer young