LRC歌词
[ti:Blasphemous Rumors]
[ar:Depeche Mode]
[al:Singalong To The Hits Of Depeche Mode]
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[00:00.00]Blasphemous Rumors (Singalong Version) - Depeche Mode
[00:56.92]Girl of sixteen
[00:58.70]Whole life ahead of her
[01:00.92]Slashed her wrists
[01:02.43]Bored with life
[01:04.54]Didn't succeed
[01:06.74]Thank the lord
[01:08.72]For small mercies
[01:26.76]Fighting back the tears
[01:28.62]Mother reads the note again
[01:30.91]Sixteen candles burning in her mind
[01:34.49]She takes the blame
[01:36.44]It's always the same
[01:38.43]She goes down to her knees and prays
[01:48.70]I don't want to start
[01:50.19]Any blasphemous rum ours
[01:52.16]But I think that god's
[01:54.24]Got a sick sense of hum our
[01:56.02]And when I die
[01:58.01]I expect to find him laughing
[02:34.68]I don't want to start
[02:36.14]Any blasphemous rum ours
[02:38.14]But I think that god's
[02:40.33]Got a sick sense of hum our
[02:42.30]And when I die
[02:44.04]I expect to find him laughing
[03:06.84]Girl of eighteen
[03:08.73]Fell in love with everything
[03:10.95]Found new life in Jesus Christ
[03:14.73]Hit by a car
[03:16.63]Ended up
[03:18.76]On a life support machine
[03:36.75]Summer's day
[03:38.72]As she passed away
[03:41.08]Birds were singing
[03:42.39]In the summer's sky
[03:44.45]Then came the rain
[03:46.44]And once again
[03:48.49]A tear fell from her mother's eye
[03:52.53]I don't want to start
[03:54.13]Any blasphemous rum ours
[03:56.00]But I think that god's
[03:58.20]Got a sick sense of hum our
[04:00.56]And when I die
[04:02.03]I expect to find him laughing
[04:08.50]I don't want to start
[04:10.12]Any blasphemous rum ours
[04:11.96]But I think that god's
[04:14.20]Got a sick sense of hum our
[04:16.19]And when I die
[04:18.04]I expect to find him laughing
[04:24.58]I don't want to start
[04:26.11]Any blasphemous rum ours
[04:27.99]But I think that god's
[04:30.19]Got a sick sense of hum our
[04:32.38]And when I die
[04:34.01]I expect to find him laughing
[04:40.50]I don't want to start
[04:42.03]Any blasphemous rum ours
[04:43.97]But I think that god's
[04:46.23]Got a sick sense of hum our
[04:48.56]And when I die
[04:50.01]I expect to find him laughing
[04:56.53]I don't want to start
[04:58.10]Any blasphemous rum ours
[05:00.08]But I think that god's
[05:02.08]Got a sick sense of hum our
[05:04.42]And when I die
[05:05.97]I expect to find him laughing
[05:12.53]I don't want to start
[05:14.11]Any blasphemous rum ours
[05:16.00]But I think that god's
[05:18.12]Got a sick sense of hum our
[05:20.23]And when I die
[05:22.11]I expect to find him laughing
文本歌词
Blasphemous Rumors (Singalong Version) - Depeche Mode
Girl of sixteen
Whole life ahead of her
Slashed her wrists
Bored with life
Didn't succeed
Thank the lord
For small mercies
Fighting back the tears
Mother reads the note again
Sixteen candles burning in her mind
She takes the blame
It's always the same
She goes down to her knees and prays
I don't want to start
Any blasphemous rum ours
But I think that god's
Got a sick sense of hum our
And when I die
I expect to find him laughing
I don't want to start
Any blasphemous rum ours
But I think that god's
Got a sick sense of hum our
And when I die
I expect to find him laughing
Girl of eighteen
Fell in love with everything
Found new life in Jesus Christ
Hit by a car
Ended up
On a life support machine
Summer's day
As she passed away
Birds were singing
In the summer's sky
Then came the rain
And once again
A tear fell from her mother's eye
I don't want to start
Any blasphemous rum ours
But I think that god's
Got a sick sense of hum our
And when I die
I expect to find him laughing
I don't want to start
Any blasphemous rum ours
But I think that god's
Got a sick sense of hum our
And when I die
I expect to find him laughing
I don't want to start
Any blasphemous rum ours
But I think that god's
Got a sick sense of hum our
And when I die
I expect to find him laughing
I don't want to start
Any blasphemous rum ours
But I think that god's
Got a sick sense of hum our
And when I die
I expect to find him laughing
I don't want to start
Any blasphemous rum ours
But I think that god's
Got a sick sense of hum our
And when I die
I expect to find him laughing
I don't want to start
Any blasphemous rum ours
But I think that god's
Got a sick sense of hum our
And when I die
I expect to find him laughing