歌曲 | Gasoline |
歌手 | Skillet |
专辑 | The Early Years |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
I'm sitting with my heart out on the table | |
I'm doing a face to face with | |
GodHe picked up my heat and said"What you want Me to do with this?" | |
I just blinked my eyes, no smile, no laugh | |
No tears, no shrugging my shoulders | |
It crossed my mind, yeah | |
I got an idea | |
You could take my heart and put it in a padlocked box | |
What if they grab too hard or smash it or throw it down | |
I'm scared of being hurt, | |
I just want to live, live a happy life | |
You want to, you want to soak my heart in gasoline | |
Light a match and consume me | |
Soak my pride in gasoline, all of you and none of me | |
I was reminded my heart reeks of gasoline | |
It bears the mark of a slave committed to life | |
Anyone who wants it will have to grab it | |
From a real big | |
God, try to touch me | |
You'll be consumed, you'll be consumed | |
I want to, | |
I want toI'm sitting here with my heart out on the table | |
Next to a bloody mess that was once a man's heart | |
I looked at | |
God and said, "What do You want me to do with this?" | |
He said, "Already done, already done, that heart was Jesus" |
I' m sitting with my heart out on the table | |
I' m doing a face to face with | |
GodHe picked up my heat and said" What you want Me to do with this?" | |
I just blinked my eyes, no smile, no laugh | |
No tears, no shrugging my shoulders | |
It crossed my mind, yeah | |
I got an idea | |
You could take my heart and put it in a padlocked box | |
What if they grab too hard or smash it or throw it down | |
I' m scared of being hurt, | |
I just want to live, live a happy life | |
You want to, you want to soak my heart in gasoline | |
Light a match and consume me | |
Soak my pride in gasoline, all of you and none of me | |
I was reminded my heart reeks of gasoline | |
It bears the mark of a slave committed to life | |
Anyone who wants it will have to grab it | |
From a real big | |
God, try to touch me | |
You' ll be consumed, you' ll be consumed | |
I want to, | |
I want toI' m sitting here with my heart out on the table | |
Next to a bloody mess that was once a man' s heart | |
I looked at | |
God and said, " What do You want me to do with this?" | |
He said, " Already done, already done, that heart was Jesus" |
I' m sitting with my heart out on the table | |
I' m doing a face to face with | |
GodHe picked up my heat and said" What you want Me to do with this?" | |
I just blinked my eyes, no smile, no laugh | |
No tears, no shrugging my shoulders | |
It crossed my mind, yeah | |
I got an idea | |
You could take my heart and put it in a padlocked box | |
What if they grab too hard or smash it or throw it down | |
I' m scared of being hurt, | |
I just want to live, live a happy life | |
You want to, you want to soak my heart in gasoline | |
Light a match and consume me | |
Soak my pride in gasoline, all of you and none of me | |
I was reminded my heart reeks of gasoline | |
It bears the mark of a slave committed to life | |
Anyone who wants it will have to grab it | |
From a real big | |
God, try to touch me | |
You' ll be consumed, you' ll be consumed | |
I want to, | |
I want toI' m sitting here with my heart out on the table | |
Next to a bloody mess that was once a man' s heart | |
I looked at | |
God and said, " What do You want me to do with this?" | |
He said, " Already done, already done, that heart was Jesus" |