歌词

'Cause I thought the Swiss could change me That the finer things would render me finer tuned Lucerne Oh, I fervently want some time alone Lucerne, I fervently want some time No wine, no elixir, no spirits can make me whole I just think I could use some time And I say it with pain I don't know if I'm in the right yet Still some burnt blood remains Remnants of great architects I'm a jack of all trades But I never have been quite astute Lucerne, I keep running right back to you 'Cause I thought the Swiss could change me That the finer things would render me finer tuned Lucerne, I keep running right back I keep running home And I say it with pain I don't know if I'm in the right yet Still some burnt blood remains Remnants of great Architects I'm a downhill parade But I know that don't serve no excuse Lucerne Lucerne! 'Cause I thought the Swiss could change me That the finer things would render me finer tuned Lucerne, I keep running right back to you
Writer(s): Mitchell Cutts Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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