
时间:2026-01-20
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Still Talking (Dark Country Music) - Dark Country Boy
Still talking even blacked out
Cut my mic, I shout it south
Truth don't quit, it just gets mean
Cuts like glass when the room goes green
Still talking even blacked out
Every secret shaking out
Truth don't quit, it just gets mean
You said I crossed that line again
Same old fight in a different house
I'm laughing hard with a split-lip grin
Till I taste that doubt in my mouth
You slam doors like they owe you a rent
I toss words like they're gasoline
Both of us bad at the soft intent
Good at turning quiet into a scene
Still talking even blacked out
Cut my mic, I shout it south
Truth don't quit, it just gets mean
Cuts like glass when the room goes green
Still talking even blacked out
Every secret shaking out
Truth don't quit, it just gets mean
Little bit bitter, little too clean
You scroll past every call I make
But you save each awful text
You say I'm fine with a rigid face
I hear war in the way you flex
We keep score like a final game
No one wins, but we play on
You pour wine over every flame
I spit facts till the night is gone
Still talking even blacked out
Cut my mic, I shout it south
Truth don't quit, it just gets mean
Burns that bridge then washes clean
Still talking even blacked out
Every buried thing comes down
Truth don't quit, it just gets mean
Sharper than silence in the tween