歌曲 | Stomach Song |
歌手 | Broken Social Scene |
专辑 | Feel Good Lost |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Canning, Drew | |
Some boys I know | |
They speak with broken mouths | |
I have to sit in side their stomachs | |
To find out what they're really about | |
But not like the days | |
When the sky is blue | |
And all that I had | |
Is a little of me in a little of you | |
Some girls I know | |
They speak with broken mouths | |
I have to sit within their stomachs | |
To find out what they're all about | |
Cause nowadays | |
All people want are pills | |
To help them learn to talk | |
To help them learn to feel | |
And they can't be their eyes | |
Several times I've seen them try | |
No, they can't be their lives | |
Some boys I know | |
They speak with broken mouths | |
I have to sit inside their stomachs | |
To find out what they're really about |
zuo qu : Canning, Drew | |
Some boys I know | |
They speak with broken mouths | |
I have to sit in side their stomachs | |
To find out what they' re really about | |
But not like the days | |
When the sky is blue | |
And all that I had | |
Is a little of me in a little of you | |
Some girls I know | |
They speak with broken mouths | |
I have to sit within their stomachs | |
To find out what they' re all about | |
Cause nowadays | |
All people want are pills | |
To help them learn to talk | |
To help them learn to feel | |
And they can' t be their eyes | |
Several times I' ve seen them try | |
No, they can' t be their lives | |
Some boys I know | |
They speak with broken mouths | |
I have to sit inside their stomachs | |
To find out what they' re really about |
zuò qǔ : Canning, Drew | |
Some boys I know | |
They speak with broken mouths | |
I have to sit in side their stomachs | |
To find out what they' re really about | |
But not like the days | |
When the sky is blue | |
And all that I had | |
Is a little of me in a little of you | |
Some girls I know | |
They speak with broken mouths | |
I have to sit within their stomachs | |
To find out what they' re all about | |
Cause nowadays | |
All people want are pills | |
To help them learn to talk | |
To help them learn to feel | |
And they can' t be their eyes | |
Several times I' ve seen them try | |
No, they can' t be their lives | |
Some boys I know | |
They speak with broken mouths | |
I have to sit inside their stomachs | |
To find out what they' re really about |