- Bombay Bicycle Club My God 歌詞
- Bombay Bicycle Club
- All the highs are downwards
All your fumble words are spent Paying no attention To the thoughts of your dear friend [00:35.70]No point louder [00:40.71]The sound of my power [00:46.79]Sink in deeper [00:52.31]Further each hour My God When our flower's fading When our stem begins to fold I will take off quietly Like a bird that flees the cold My God (x7)
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