Tác giả: Ryan Ross
Ca sĩ: Panic! At The Disco
Sit tight, I'm gonna need you to keep time. Come on just snap, snap, snap your fingers for me. Good, good now we're making some progress. Come on just tap, tap, tap your toes to the beat. And I believe this may call for a.
Tác giả: Justin Paul & Benj Pasek & Ryan Lewis
Ca sĩ: Panic! At The Disco
(Whoa). Ladies and gents, this is the moment you've waited for (Whoa). You've been searchin' in the dark. Your sweat soakin' through the floor (Whoa). And buried in your bones, there's an ache that you can't.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Panic! At The Disco
Oh, the good, the bad, and the dirty. Oh, the good, the bad, and the dirty. Truth is that it was always going to end. This symphony buzzing in my head. Took a market of filth. And sold it like summer. True all of the.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Panic! At The Disco
Whether near or far. I am always yours. Any change in time. We are young again. Lay us down. We're in love. Lay us down. We're in love. In these coming years. Many things will.
Tác giả: Panic! At The Disco
Ca sĩ: Panic! At The Disco
(Only for you. Only for you). 1. It's said if you don't let it out. You're gonna let it eat you away. I'd rather be a cannibal, baby. Animals like me don't talk anyway. Feel like an ambulance. Chaser of faith. Pray I.
Tác giả: Panic! At The Disco
Ca sĩ: Panic! At The Disco
1. She paints her fingers with a close precision. He starts to notice empty bottles of gin. And takes a moment to assess the sins she's paid for. A lonely speaker in a conversation. Her words were swimming through his.
Tác giả: Ryan Ross
Ca sĩ: Panic! At The Disco
Things are shaping up to be pretty odd. Little deaths in musical beds. So it seems I'm someone I've never met. You will only hear these elegant crimes. Fall on your ears from criminal dimes. They spill unfound from a.
Tác giả: Ryan Ross
Ca sĩ: Panic! At The Disco
Things are shaping up to be pretty odd. Little deaths in musical beds. So it seems I'm someone I've never met. You will only hear these elegant crimes. Fall on your ears from criminal dimes. They spill unfound from a.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sĩ: Panic! At The Disco
4 3 4 Put your money there, put your money anywhere, come on Brush your silver hair, bake me like a millionaire, come on Give me velvety metal, STP Sunshine for the devil and the dashboard cranes Your car, your woman, your
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sĩ: Panic! At The Disco
We are electric angels! We are the six string queens! We are the new dead Kennedys! In the land of the brave, home of the freaks! We are the kids from the underground! We are the new mainstream! We are the mass hysteria! In