LRC歌词
You were walking through the vacuum in December
Trying to elevate what’s true
But the maze is huge and you don’t want to get lost
Away (oh)
Again (oh-oh)
You are looking for the place you can call your own
Without switching your face up each day
But to get along you have to watch the blue line
They draw (oh)
They say (oh-oh)
Don’t go
For
The City
Go
For the show
Social Distance is a ghost that lives in Europe
Home of everlasting pain
And the generation’s grace must be found somewhere
In the haze (oh)
Such great haze (oh-oh)
Don’t go
For
The City
Go
For the show
Trying to elevate what’s true
But the maze is huge and you don’t want to get lost
Away (oh)
Again (oh-oh)
You are looking for the place you can call your own
Without switching your face up each day
But to get along you have to watch the blue line
They draw (oh)
They say (oh-oh)
Don’t go
For
The City
Go
For the show
Social Distance is a ghost that lives in Europe
Home of everlasting pain
And the generation’s grace must be found somewhere
In the haze (oh)
Such great haze (oh-oh)
Don’t go
For
The City
Go
For the show
文本歌词
You were walking through the vacuum in DecemberTrying to elevate what’s trueBut the maze is huge and you don’t want to get lostAway (oh)Again (oh-oh)You are looking for the place you can call your ownWithout switching your face up each dayBut to get along you have to watch the blue lineThey draw (oh)They say (oh-oh)Don’t goForThe CityGoFor the showSocial Distance is a ghost that lives in EuropeHome of everlasting painAnd the generation’s grace must be found somewhereIn the haze (oh)Such great haze (oh-oh)Don’t goForThe CityGoFor the show
