歌曲 | Writhe in Spit |
歌手 | Invocator |
专辑 | Through the Flesh to the Soul |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Invocator | |
Everywhere | |
I see it It's in every lost and dirty room | |
In every sparkling city | |
Beyond the lust and gloom | |
We all writhe in spit | |
To the sound of cracking whips | |
Like water to the thirsty | |
I lick the lies from your lips | |
I'll shine for you | |
I'll writhe for you | |
If you want me to | |
I'll die for you | |
As the sun sets | |
I know I'll be there somehow | |
Writhing in spit | |
Bleeding Writhing in spit | |
Momentarily so delightful | |
With a scent of early fall | |
This self-induced slavery | |
Will mute your every call | |
We all writhe in spit | |
With the taste of sweet defeat | |
Like water to the thirsty | |
I lick the lies from your lips | |
I'll shine for you... | |
We all writhe in spit [solo] | |
I'll shine for you... |
zuo qu : Invocator | |
Everywhere | |
I see it It' s in every lost and dirty room | |
In every sparkling city | |
Beyond the lust and gloom | |
We all writhe in spit | |
To the sound of cracking whips | |
Like water to the thirsty | |
I lick the lies from your lips | |
I' ll shine for you | |
I' ll writhe for you | |
If you want me to | |
I' ll die for you | |
As the sun sets | |
I know I' ll be there somehow | |
Writhing in spit | |
Bleeding Writhing in spit | |
Momentarily so delightful | |
With a scent of early fall | |
This selfinduced slavery | |
Will mute your every call | |
We all writhe in spit | |
With the taste of sweet defeat | |
Like water to the thirsty | |
I lick the lies from your lips | |
I' ll shine for you... | |
We all writhe in spit solo | |
I' ll shine for you... |
zuò qǔ : Invocator | |
Everywhere | |
I see it It' s in every lost and dirty room | |
In every sparkling city | |
Beyond the lust and gloom | |
We all writhe in spit | |
To the sound of cracking whips | |
Like water to the thirsty | |
I lick the lies from your lips | |
I' ll shine for you | |
I' ll writhe for you | |
If you want me to | |
I' ll die for you | |
As the sun sets | |
I know I' ll be there somehow | |
Writhing in spit | |
Bleeding Writhing in spit | |
Momentarily so delightful | |
With a scent of early fall | |
This selfinduced slavery | |
Will mute your every call | |
We all writhe in spit | |
With the taste of sweet defeat | |
Like water to the thirsty | |
I lick the lies from your lips | |
I' ll shine for you... | |
We all writhe in spit solo | |
I' ll shine for you... |