歌曲 | Sex (The Black Angel) |
歌手 | New Model Army |
专辑 | Vengeance |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Morrow, Sullivan | |
Look at my eyes, you know what it is | |
I want you, I want you, I want you | |
The way you stretch and move beneath that dress | |
And all the nights I've spent away in sleeplessness | |
Come on, come on... | |
It's a hunger that we can fill | |
Eating, biting, and scratching | |
And every nerve-end tingles with it | |
I want you, I want you, I want you... | |
You know the way that I can make you feel | |
Of all the faces in the crowd, there's only you | |
Pull down your hair a little | |
Open up your mouth a little | |
You're beautiful, you're the best... | |
This feeling that you know oh so well | |
Your oldest friend from the fires, the fires of hell | |
And I want you now | |
Driving down | |
Driving down, down, down... | |
Into the fires | |
Every stretch and move is like a dream | |
Eating, biting, scratching | |
And all there is, is these racing pulses | |
And the breathing | |
Forget all the lies that they gave to you | |
Believe in this, 'cause how could this not be true? | |
And I want you now | |
Driving down | |
Want you now, now, now... |
zuo ci : Morrow, Sullivan | |
Look at my eyes, you know what it is | |
I want you, I want you, I want you | |
The way you stretch and move beneath that dress | |
And all the nights I' ve spent away in sleeplessness | |
Come on, come on... | |
It' s a hunger that we can fill | |
Eating, biting, and scratching | |
And every nerveend tingles with it | |
I want you, I want you, I want you... | |
You know the way that I can make you feel | |
Of all the faces in the crowd, there' s only you | |
Pull down your hair a little | |
Open up your mouth a little | |
You' re beautiful, you' re the best... | |
This feeling that you know oh so well | |
Your oldest friend from the fires, the fires of hell | |
And I want you now | |
Driving down | |
Driving down, down, down... | |
Into the fires | |
Every stretch and move is like a dream | |
Eating, biting, scratching | |
And all there is, is these racing pulses | |
And the breathing | |
Forget all the lies that they gave to you | |
Believe in this, ' cause how could this not be true? | |
And I want you now | |
Driving down | |
Want you now, now, now... |
zuò cí : Morrow, Sullivan | |
Look at my eyes, you know what it is | |
I want you, I want you, I want you | |
The way you stretch and move beneath that dress | |
And all the nights I' ve spent away in sleeplessness | |
Come on, come on... | |
It' s a hunger that we can fill | |
Eating, biting, and scratching | |
And every nerveend tingles with it | |
I want you, I want you, I want you... | |
You know the way that I can make you feel | |
Of all the faces in the crowd, there' s only you | |
Pull down your hair a little | |
Open up your mouth a little | |
You' re beautiful, you' re the best... | |
This feeling that you know oh so well | |
Your oldest friend from the fires, the fires of hell | |
And I want you now | |
Driving down | |
Driving down, down, down... | |
Into the fires | |
Every stretch and move is like a dream | |
Eating, biting, scratching | |
And all there is, is these racing pulses | |
And the breathing | |
Forget all the lies that they gave to you | |
Believe in this, ' cause how could this not be true? | |
And I want you now | |
Driving down | |
Want you now, now, now... |