歌曲 | Household Stereotypes |
歌手 | Ligeia |
专辑 | Your Ghost Is A Gift |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Holuk, Ligeia | |
Denial is passion for the weakminded fool that insulates reality a far call for hallucinations and household stereotypes | |
This one rocks them all | |
This is when angels fail | |
Slice the lips and never kiss again | |
Watch the tides take me away | |
If only Jesus could repay | |
If only revenge was sacred | |
Still I won't sulk in silent strife, | |
I'm not your saint | |
Still I'll slice your lips every night just to taste your blood | |
To forget fade your eyelids shut | |
Nail your hands to the cross with love | |
I will have your end tonight | |
I will finally win | |
You won't forget me, not after this | |
I'm here to make you pay | |
Without a soul | |
I take your life forever | |
Hollowed-bodied skin textured vacuum of innocence | |
I couldn't stop her from killing herself | |
Everytime that i see her face it takes me away | |
Everytime that | |
I open my eyes | |
I see her crying, | |
I see her dying |
zuo qu : Holuk, Ligeia | |
Denial is passion for the weakminded fool that insulates reality a far call for hallucinations and household stereotypes | |
This one rocks them all | |
This is when angels fail | |
Slice the lips and never kiss again | |
Watch the tides take me away | |
If only Jesus could repay | |
If only revenge was sacred | |
Still I won' t sulk in silent strife, | |
I' m not your saint | |
Still I' ll slice your lips every night just to taste your blood | |
To forget fade your eyelids shut | |
Nail your hands to the cross with love | |
I will have your end tonight | |
I will finally win | |
You won' t forget me, not after this | |
I' m here to make you pay | |
Without a soul | |
I take your life forever | |
Hollowedbodied skin textured vacuum of innocence | |
I couldn' t stop her from killing herself | |
Everytime that i see her face it takes me away | |
Everytime that | |
I open my eyes | |
I see her crying, | |
I see her dying |
zuò qǔ : Holuk, Ligeia | |
Denial is passion for the weakminded fool that insulates reality a far call for hallucinations and household stereotypes | |
This one rocks them all | |
This is when angels fail | |
Slice the lips and never kiss again | |
Watch the tides take me away | |
If only Jesus could repay | |
If only revenge was sacred | |
Still I won' t sulk in silent strife, | |
I' m not your saint | |
Still I' ll slice your lips every night just to taste your blood | |
To forget fade your eyelids shut | |
Nail your hands to the cross with love | |
I will have your end tonight | |
I will finally win | |
You won' t forget me, not after this | |
I' m here to make you pay | |
Without a soul | |
I take your life forever | |
Hollowedbodied skin textured vacuum of innocence | |
I couldn' t stop her from killing herself | |
Everytime that i see her face it takes me away | |
Everytime that | |
I open my eyes | |
I see her crying, | |
I see her dying |