歌曲 | Fill Me With Your Light |
歌手 | Clem Snide |
专辑 | End of Love |
作曲 : Barzelay | |
A true seduction?s what it is | |
The parts are neither hers nor his | |
I would prefer you don?t remove your gloves | |
The instruments shaped like a pear | |
The inside lined with rabbit hair | |
And if you squint your eyes it seems to fit | |
Fill me with your light | |
I will not make a sound | |
Always throw the fight | |
And take it lying down | |
If you wear the mermaid?s suit | |
There?ll be no sliding down your chute | |
My sailors left to flounder in your wake | |
See the bubble, it goes pop | |
A false start, an unlikely stop | |
I?m not convinced of anything I say | |
Fill me with your light | |
I will not make a sound | |
Always throw the fight | |
And take it lying down | |
?Cause there?s a different kind of dark | |
The kind that stops the dogs to bark | |
It never has to wait for setting suns | |
Inside the egg finds pantyhose | |
And holds ?em right up to your nose | |
The energy must somehow be absorbed | |
Fill me with your light | |
I will not make a sound | |
Always throw the fight | |
And take it lying down | |
Fill me with your light | |
I will not make a sound | |
Always throw the fight | |
And take it lying down | |
And take it lying down | |
And take it lying down | |
And take it lying down | |
And take it lying down | |
And take it lying down |
zuò qǔ : Barzelay | |
A true seduction? s what it is | |
The parts are neither hers nor his | |
I would prefer you don? t remove your gloves | |
The instruments shaped like a pear | |
The inside lined with rabbit hair | |
And if you squint your eyes it seems to fit | |
Fill me with your light | |
I will not make a sound | |
Always throw the fight | |
And take it lying down | |
If you wear the mermaid? s suit | |
There? ll be no sliding down your chute | |
My sailors left to flounder in your wake | |
See the bubble, it goes pop | |
A false start, an unlikely stop | |
I? m not convinced of anything I say | |
Fill me with your light | |
I will not make a sound | |
Always throw the fight | |
And take it lying down | |
? Cause there? s a different kind of dark | |
The kind that stops the dogs to bark | |
It never has to wait for setting suns | |
Inside the egg finds pantyhose | |
And holds nbsp? em right up to your nose | |
The energy must somehow be absorbed | |
Fill me with your light | |
I will not make a sound | |
Always throw the fight | |
And take it lying down | |
Fill me with your light | |
I will not make a sound | |
Always throw the fight | |
And take it lying down | |
And take it lying down | |
And take it lying down | |
And take it lying down | |
And take it lying down | |
And take it lying down |