笨小笨19 11 19歌词由Wrong Life演唱，出自专辑《Early Workings of an Idea (Explicit)》，下面是《19 11 19》完整版歌词！
19 11 19歌词完整版
The same sense of dread against
A different background
The same off-key dreams
Oscillate the same sound
Oh, what a time to be sober!
Oh, what a time to be bitter!
Simply in regards
To the way the world works
But there's no time to feel lonely
There's no time
For what ifs and if onlys
Only time to kill
Till this all blows over
So I'll wait here on my own
On the bench at the end
Of Whitehouse Loan
Scrolling through
Notes on my phone
Sentimental for a life
Lived inside my mind
When I look up you appear
On the other side of the road
Smiling and poking holes
In the lines I couldn't
Bring myself to sing
They were just too hard to sing
I wish you didn't have to go
But the light bleeding out
From the side
Of your skull highlights
The hope in everything
Hope is everything
And I hope one day you'll see
That those words
Have become obsolete
And the blood on my feet dried
Up long before
I called asking for more
That last life was vicious
But not enough to make me religious
Or enough to forget
That you're out there somewhere
When I'm suspended in dead air
You're the sound I need
And you come from nowhere
Constantly in awe
Of the way your mind works
