In short, "House of cards" is a tribute to the self-destructive romantic. Like the trace of smoke intertwined in his cologne, there's a force in love so underhanded and compelling that we can't help but walk into its trap, red flags and all. Despite the unsettling helplessness, we're more drawn than ever to his madness and the fragile house of his creation. Everything about him is magic; his irreverent attitude, his razor sharp focus, his dangling cigarette, his breath in our ear. The air raid sirens? Why, we don't hear them at all.
用纸牌盖房子
词:范安婷
曲:王建夫
独一无二的红
钻石与红桃 都找不到双手
缓慢的节奏
让我没空间 向前或向后走
你嘴唇贴我耳朵
每开口我都有 不明所以地冲动
熏木香飘在空中
配上你的古龙 喔 好苦涩的温柔
叼著香烟 你用纸牌盖房子
小丑再见 一手好牌上青天
为你疯狂 只看见无穷可能
这些幻想 真是会害死一个人
算我被警告过
黑桃与梅花 看我皱著眉头
近距离战斗
锐利的眼神 遇上一个新手
寻找一些朋友 我敌人的敌人
我们一起走
九九 SOPHIE CHEN
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