Blackbirds

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标题:Blackbirds

副标题:ITunes Bonus

制谱人:oz91rock

附注:
畜耨觇楮

礤祉钽 礤 筲屦屙 磬聍弪 String Ensemble 1, 礤 
祛泱 蝾黜 疣耨臌?螯 礤觐蝾瘥 祛戾眚?.. 眢 
怵钿 眍痨嚯? 镱塍麒腩顸 :)

English:

I'm not sure about the "Strings" track, can't hear 
exactly what is in several moments...
Sorry for my english, if something is wrong with 
it))

节拍:Moderate ♩ = 105

音轨:
  1. 蓦. 玮箨/electronic sound - 酒吧钢琴 Honky-Tonk Piano
  2. 拎?bass - 竖笛 Recorder
  3. 骂赅 锑殛?Mike's vocals - 哨 Whistle
  4. 骂赅 族耱屦?Chester's vocals - 长笛 Flute
  5. 鸯?觐恹?Strings - 弦乐合奏1 String Ensemble 1
  6. 描蜞疣 1/Guitar 1 - 清音电吉他 Electric Guitar (clean)
  7. 描蜞疣 2/Guitar 2 - 驱动音效吉他 Overdriven Guitar
  8. 描蜞疣 3/Guitar 3 - 清音电吉他 Electric Guitar (clean)
  9. 翔鲻桕囹?Pizzicato - 弦乐拨奏 Pizzicato Strings
  10. 愉囵睇?Drums - 敲击乐器
标记:埋蝮镫./Intro鼠镫弪/Verse橡邃-镳栾邂/Pre-chorus橡栾邂/Chorus鼠镫弪 2/Verse 2橡邃-镳栾邂 2/Pre-chorus 2橡栾邂 2/Chorus 2相痱? 锑殛?Mike's part橡栾邂 3/Chorus 3暑礤?Outro

艺人:Linkin Park

专辑:A Thousand Suns

作词:Linkin Park

作曲:Linkin Park

编曲:Linkin Park

歌词:
Linkin Park - Blackbirds 



Drop that, get up
Take to the streets, better lock that kid up
Face full of teeth when he hock that spit up
Pacing the beat like a beast
Rocking the block on repeat
Speak from the cut like a rush of blood
Paint red on the sleeves of the ones you love
Lay the sick ones down and the bells will ring
Put pennies on the eyes, let the dead men sing

I shiver and shake the warm air cold
I'm alone on my own
In every mistake I dig this hole
Through my skin and bones

It's harder starting over
Than never to have changed

With Blackbirds following me
I'm digging out my grave
They close in, swallowing me
The pain, it comes in waves
I'm getting back what I gave

I sweat through the sheet as daylight fades
As I waste away
It traps me inside mistakes I've made
That's the price I pay

It's hard to starting over
Than never to have changed

With Blackbirds following me
I'm digging out my grave
They close in, swallowing me
The pain, it comes in waves
I'm getting back what I gave

I drop to the floor like I did before
Stop watching, I'm coughing, I can't be more
What I want and what I need are at constant war
Like a well full of poison, a rotten core
The blood goes thin, the fever stings
And I shake from the hell that the habits bring
Let the sick ones down, the bells will ring
Put pennies on the eyes, let the dead men sing

With Blackbirds following me
I'm digging out my grave
They close in, swallowing me
The pain, it comes in waves
I'm getting back what I gave
I'm getting back what I gave
I'm getting back what I gave

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