[00:00.000] 作词 : Reynold Sena Boakye
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Reynold Sena Boakye
[00:06.963]Fever dream high in the quiet of the night
[00:10.118]You know that I caught it (Oh yeah, you're right, I want it)
[00:13.798]Bad, bad boy, shiny toy with a price
[00:16.774]You know that I bought it (Oh yeah, you're right, I want it)
[00:18.849]Killing me slow, out the window
[00:22.300]I'm always waiting for you to be waiting below
[00:25.373]Devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes
[00:28.320]What doesn't kill me makes me want you more
[00:32.088]And it's new
[00:34.063]the shape of your body
[00:35.963]It's blue
[00:37.364]the feeling I've got
[00:38.950]And it's ooh, whoa oh
[00:42.318]It's a cruel summer
[00:45.343]It's cool, that's what I tell 'em
[00:48.809]No rules in breakable heaven
[00:52.092]But ooh, whoa oh
[00:55.438]It's a cruel summer
[00:58.609]With you
[01:02.163]Hang your head low in the glow of the vending machine
[01:05.419]I'm not dying (Oh yeah, you're right, I want it)
[01:08.668]We say that we'll just screw it up in these trying times
[01:11.886]We're not trying (Oh yeah, you're right, I want it)
[01:13.981]So cut the headlights, summer's a knife
[01:17.456]I'm always waiting for you just to cut to the bone
[01:20.831]Devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes
[01:23.863]And if I bleed, you'll be the last to know
[01:27.472]Oh, it's new, the shape of your body
[01:31.170]It's blue, the feeling I've got
[01:34.123]And it's ooh…

作词 : Reynold Sena Boakye
作曲 : Reynold Sena Boakye
Fever dream high in the quiet of the night
You know that I caught it (Oh yeah, you're right, I want it)
Bad, bad boy, shiny toy with a price
You know that I bought it (Oh yeah, you're right, I want it)
Killing me slow, out the window
I'm always waiting for you to be waiting below
Devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes
What doesn't kill me makes me want you more
And it's new
the shape of your body
It's blue
the feeling I've got
And it's ooh, whoa oh
It's a cruel summer
It's cool, that's what I tell 'em
No rules in breakable heaven
But ooh, whoa oh
It's a cruel summer
With you
Hang your head low in the glow of the vending machine
I'm not dying (Oh yeah, you're right, I want it)
We say that we'll just screw it up in these trying times
We're not trying (Oh yeah, you're right, I want it)
So cut the headlights, summer's a knife
I'm always waiting for you just to cut to the bone
Devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes
And if I bleed, you'll be the last to know
Oh, it's new, the shape of your body
It's blue, the feeling I've got
And it's ooh…