歌曲 | Death of a Whore |
歌手 | Juliette and the Licks |
专辑 | Four on the Floor |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Lewis, Morse | |
I feel dirty and cheap like | |
I'm built from the street | |
Fresh blood and dead meat another child's been beat | |
Yesterday is always too far away | |
And all my tomorrows won't save me today | |
High heels clippin like clattering cans | |
You'll find the mark in the shadow of a man | |
I've been wronged by my wrongs again, oh lord | |
All my life has come and gone disapeared my mind | |
And I can't right my wrongs | |
I felt like nothing was real all tattered and blue like a gutted sheep | |
And oh I'm having visions again | |
Hawk eyes stare down a vacent hall | |
Down on your knees head blind to the call | |
One two oh surprise there's four | |
Locked in a room | |
I ran for the door | |
Come on bitch or should | |
I call you a whore | |
Knocked to the floor my head opened and poured | |
I been raped and battered and stuffed like a dog | |
A ravaged animal, a slaughtered hog | |
Black turns to white am | |
I talking to god | |
All my life has come and gone disapeared my mind | |
And I can't right my wrongs | |
I felt like nothing was real all tattered and blue like a gutted sheep | |
And oh I'm having visions again | |
Fuck fuck fuck fuck you and fuck you and fuck you some more | |
Fuck you and fuck you and fuck you some more | |
Fuck you and fuck you and fuck you some more | |
Fuck you and fuck you and fuck you some more | |
Fuck you and fuck you and fuck you some more | |
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you some more | |
Hush hush little girl don't you cry | |
Oh my god wash from me please |
zuo qu : Lewis, Morse | |
I feel dirty and cheap like | |
I' m built from the street | |
Fresh blood and dead meat another child' s been beat | |
Yesterday is always too far away | |
And all my tomorrows won' t save me today | |
High heels clippin like clattering cans | |
You' ll find the mark in the shadow of a man | |
I' ve been wronged by my wrongs again, oh lord | |
All my life has come and gone disapeared my mind | |
And I can' t right my wrongs | |
I felt like nothing was real all tattered and blue like a gutted sheep | |
And oh I' m having visions again | |
Hawk eyes stare down a vacent hall | |
Down on your knees head blind to the call | |
One two oh surprise there' s four | |
Locked in a room | |
I ran for the door | |
Come on bitch or should | |
I call you a whore | |
Knocked to the floor my head opened and poured | |
I been raped and battered and stuffed like a dog | |
A ravaged animal, a slaughtered hog | |
Black turns to white am | |
I talking to god | |
All my life has come and gone disapeared my mind | |
And I can' t right my wrongs | |
I felt like nothing was real all tattered and blue like a gutted sheep | |
And oh I' m having visions again | |
Fuck fuck fuck fuck you and fuck you and fuck you some more | |
Fuck you and fuck you and fuck you some more | |
Fuck you and fuck you and fuck you some more | |
Fuck you and fuck you and fuck you some more | |
Fuck you and fuck you and fuck you some more | |
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you some more | |
Hush hush little girl don' t you cry | |
Oh my god wash from me please |
zuò qǔ : Lewis, Morse | |
I feel dirty and cheap like | |
I' m built from the street | |
Fresh blood and dead meat another child' s been beat | |
Yesterday is always too far away | |
And all my tomorrows won' t save me today | |
High heels clippin like clattering cans | |
You' ll find the mark in the shadow of a man | |
I' ve been wronged by my wrongs again, oh lord | |
All my life has come and gone disapeared my mind | |
And I can' t right my wrongs | |
I felt like nothing was real all tattered and blue like a gutted sheep | |
And oh I' m having visions again | |
Hawk eyes stare down a vacent hall | |
Down on your knees head blind to the call | |
One two oh surprise there' s four | |
Locked in a room | |
I ran for the door | |
Come on bitch or should | |
I call you a whore | |
Knocked to the floor my head opened and poured | |
I been raped and battered and stuffed like a dog | |
A ravaged animal, a slaughtered hog | |
Black turns to white am | |
I talking to god | |
All my life has come and gone disapeared my mind | |
And I can' t right my wrongs | |
I felt like nothing was real all tattered and blue like a gutted sheep | |
And oh I' m having visions again | |
Fuck fuck fuck fuck you and fuck you and fuck you some more | |
Fuck you and fuck you and fuck you some more | |
Fuck you and fuck you and fuck you some more | |
Fuck you and fuck you and fuck you some more | |
Fuck you and fuck you and fuck you some more | |
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you some more | |
Hush hush little girl don' t you cry | |
Oh my god wash from me please |