| 歌曲 | Sloth |
| 歌手 | Brendan Perry |
| 专辑 | Eye of the Hunter |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Perry | |
| Sometimes when I'm alone | |
| I imagine that the world is a mirror | |
| And in minds eye behold my dark inner nature | |
| I've been waiting time on this time honoured whore | |
| 'Til I get so confused I can't see anymore | |
| And I have crawled where I should have seen the signs | |
| Dragging my feet when I could have been flying | |
| Sometimes when I'm sad | |
| I drink to the health of my torment | |
| And dance at the altar | |
| To the tune of a drunken black tango | |
| I've been waiting time on this time honoured whore | |
| 'Til I get so confused I can't see anymore | |
| Wastes my mouth trying to settle old scores | |
| Dragging my feet when I could have been flying | |
| Dragging my feet when I could have been flying | |
| Dragging my feet |
| zuo ci : Perry | |
| Sometimes when I' m alone | |
| I imagine that the world is a mirror | |
| And in minds eye behold my dark inner nature | |
| I' ve been waiting time on this time honoured whore | |
| ' Til I get so confused I can' t see anymore | |
| And I have crawled where I should have seen the signs | |
| Dragging my feet when I could have been flying | |
| Sometimes when I' m sad | |
| I drink to the health of my torment | |
| And dance at the altar | |
| To the tune of a drunken black tango | |
| I' ve been waiting time on this time honoured whore | |
| ' Til I get so confused I can' t see anymore | |
| Wastes my mouth trying to settle old scores | |
| Dragging my feet when I could have been flying | |
| Dragging my feet when I could have been flying | |
| Dragging my feet |
| zuò cí : Perry | |
| Sometimes when I' m alone | |
| I imagine that the world is a mirror | |
| And in minds eye behold my dark inner nature | |
| I' ve been waiting time on this time honoured whore | |
| ' Til I get so confused I can' t see anymore | |
| And I have crawled where I should have seen the signs | |
| Dragging my feet when I could have been flying | |
| Sometimes when I' m sad | |
| I drink to the health of my torment | |
| And dance at the altar | |
| To the tune of a drunken black tango | |
| I' ve been waiting time on this time honoured whore | |
| ' Til I get so confused I can' t see anymore | |
| Wastes my mouth trying to settle old scores | |
| Dragging my feet when I could have been flying | |
| Dragging my feet when I could have been flying | |
| Dragging my feet |