The Last Of The Real Ones (Milk N Cooks Remix) - 歌词大全

You are the sun and I am just the planets Spinning around you, spinning around you You were too good to be true, gold plated But what's inside you? But what's inside you? I know this whole damn city thinks it needs you But not as much as I do, as much as I do, yeah 'Cause you're the last of a dying breed Write our names in the wet concrete I wonder if your therapist knows Everything about me I'm here in search of your glory There's been a million before me That ultra-kind of love You never walk away from You're just the last of the real ones Write our names in the wet concrete You're just the last of the real ones Everything about me I'm here in search of your glory There's been a million before me That ultra-kind of love You never walk away from I wonder if your therapist knows I am a collapsing star with tunnel vision But only for you, but only for you My head is stripped just like a screw that's been tightened too many times When I think of you, when I think of you I will shield you from the waves if they find you I will protect you, I will protect you Just tell me, tell me, tell me I, I am the only one Even if it's not true, even if it's not true, yeah 'Cause you're the last of a dying breed Write our names in the wet concrete I wonder if your therapist knows Everything about me I'm here in search of your glory There's been a million before me That ultra-kind of love You never walk away from 'Cause you're the last of a dying breed Write our names in the wet concrete I wonder if your therapist knows Everything about me I'm here in search of your glory There's been a million before me You never walk away from You're just the last of the real ones Ride for each other new moon I can't change to see you soon With mt mind no without blue I could see the sweetness too The Sun the stars The Moon are float' Oh my God you are beautiful I feel tonight I feel my cry There's stsas in my eyes and you by me side 'Cause you're the last of a dying breed Write our names in the wet concrete I wonder if your therapist knows Everything about me I'm here in search of your glory There's been a million before me That ultra-kind of love You never walk away from You're just the last of the real ones