New York Story 歌词
| 歌曲 | New York Story |
| 歌手 | Psychic TV |
| 专辑 | Mr. Alien Brain Vs. the Skinwalkers |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : P-Orridge, Psychic TV, PTV3 | |
| Life is a vaccum pump, always sucking me dry (x2) | |
| Anyway, I love you anyway you say. | |
| And you lie on the bed | |
| The sheets are crumpled around your head | |
| Maybe thats how we meet | |
| We need to feel that we're complete | |
| Communicate or die through it | |
| Sometimes thats the lie of it | |
| These things we shouldn't do | |
| Always end up destroying you | |
| Anyway, I love you anyway you say | |
| This is a new york story (x3) | |
| Anyway, I love you anyway you say | |
| Sucking me dry | |
| And the salt and the sugar on your table | |
| They enable us to do these stupid things we do | |
| These lives we steal aren't even true | |
| My fantasy was never you | |
| And the blood is blossoming like flowers | |
| Up inside the glass | |
| Eating up our living hours | |
| Draining us of all our powers | |
| Its obvious, I know | |
| One of us should really go | |
| Step outside the door | |
| Run away and be the cure | |
| This is a new york story (x3) | |
| Anyway, I love you anyway you say | |
| Sucking me dry | |
| And the lies and the legacies | |
| And all those wasted destinies | |
| Your body is so cold | |
| Its turning blue, you look so old | |
| Not human anymore | |
| I think we've lost this hopeless war | |
| And you're soiled and spoiled and so lost my friend | |
| I think that this could be the end | |
| But fear we'll do it all again | |
| And i can pour cold water onto you | |
| And your eyes open and see right though | |
| You suddenly look so gray | |
| Look me in my eyes and say | |
| Anyway | |
| This is a new york story (x3) | |
| Anyway, I love you anyway you say | |
| How do you deal? (how do I deal?) (x3) | |
| Anyway |
| zuo qu : POrridge, Psychic TV, PTV3 | |
| Life is a vaccum pump, always sucking me dry x2 | |
| Anyway, I love you anyway you say. | |
| And you lie on the bed | |
| The sheets are crumpled around your head | |
| Maybe thats how we meet | |
| We need to feel that we' re complete | |
| Communicate or die through it | |
| Sometimes thats the lie of it | |
| These things we shouldn' t do | |
| Always end up destroying you | |
| Anyway, I love you anyway you say | |
| This is a new york story x3 | |
| Anyway, I love you anyway you say | |
| Sucking me dry nbsp | |
| And the salt and the sugar on your table | |
| They enable us to do these stupid things we do | |
| These lives we steal aren' t even true | |
| My fantasy was never you | |
| And the blood is blossoming like flowers | |
| Up inside the glass | |
| Eating up our living hours | |
| Draining us of all our powers | |
| Its obvious, I know | |
| One of us should really go | |
| Step outside the door | |
| Run away and be the cure | |
| This is a new york story x3 | |
| Anyway, I love you anyway you say | |
| Sucking me dry nbsp | |
| And the lies and the nbsp legacies | |
| And all those wasted nbsp destinies | |
| Your body is so cold | |
| Its turning blue, you look so old | |
| Not human anymore | |
| I think we' ve lost this hopeless war | |
| And you' re soiled and spoiled and so lost my friend | |
| I think that this could be the end | |
| But fear we' ll do it all again | |
| And i can pour cold water onto you | |
| And your eyes open and see right though | |
| You suddenly look so gray | |
| Look me in my eyes and say | |
| Anyway | |
| This is a new york story x3 | |
| Anyway, I love you anyway you say | |
| How do you deal? how do I deal? x3 | |
| Anyway |
| zuò qǔ : POrridge, Psychic TV, PTV3 | |
| Life is a vaccum pump, always sucking me dry x2 | |
| Anyway, I love you anyway you say. | |
| And you lie on the bed | |
| The sheets are crumpled around your head | |
| Maybe thats how we meet | |
| We need to feel that we' re complete | |
| Communicate or die through it | |
| Sometimes thats the lie of it | |
| These things we shouldn' t do | |
| Always end up destroying you | |
| Anyway, I love you anyway you say | |
| This is a new york story x3 | |
| Anyway, I love you anyway you say | |
| Sucking me dry nbsp | |
| And the salt and the sugar on your table | |
| They enable us to do these stupid things we do | |
| These lives we steal aren' t even true | |
| My fantasy was never you | |
| And the blood is blossoming like flowers | |
| Up inside the glass | |
| Eating up our living hours | |
| Draining us of all our powers | |
| Its obvious, I know | |
| One of us should really go | |
| Step outside the door | |
| Run away and be the cure | |
| This is a new york story x3 | |
| Anyway, I love you anyway you say | |
| Sucking me dry nbsp | |
| And the lies and the nbsp legacies | |
| And all those wasted nbsp destinies | |
| Your body is so cold | |
| Its turning blue, you look so old | |
| Not human anymore | |
| I think we' ve lost this hopeless war | |
| And you' re soiled and spoiled and so lost my friend | |
| I think that this could be the end | |
| But fear we' ll do it all again | |
| And i can pour cold water onto you | |
| And your eyes open and see right though | |
| You suddenly look so gray | |
| Look me in my eyes and say | |
| Anyway | |
| This is a new york story x3 | |
| Anyway, I love you anyway you say | |
| How do you deal? how do I deal? x3 | |
| Anyway |
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