歌曲 | Dead Man's Suit |
歌手 | Cherry Ghost |
专辑 | Thirst For Romance |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Aldred | |
My heart ain't broken 'cause that implies | |
It was ever in one piece before tonight | |
Paradise is poison in my veins | |
Winter runs its fingers through the vapours that remain | |
Burn your books in the car | |
Fix your eyes on a star | |
And imagine you can handle the loss | |
Of a beautiful girl | |
Wrapped in black icy curls | |
Though your thoughts are like broken glass dragging you down | |
None of these roads ever lead | |
Ever gonna lead to your door | |
God knows I've been here before and | |
I don't need no long walk home down a loveless parade | |
Seems I was born in a dead man's suit | |
I was born in a dead man's suit | |
Druken old Olympian in the blocks | |
Lousy on the trigger and his eye ain't on the clock | |
Feed me like a monkey and I'll swing | |
Deep inside the canopy where fire and ice are king | |
Burn your books in the car | |
Fix your eyes on a star | |
And imagine you can handle the loss | |
Of a beautiful girl | |
Wrapped in black icy curls | |
Though your thoughts are like broken glass dragging you down | |
None of these roads ever lead | |
Ever gonna lead to your door | |
God knows I've been here before and | |
I don't need no long walk home down a loveless parade | |
Seems I was born in a dead man's suit | |
I was born in a dead man's suit | |
Sister quick pull the cord | |
There's a horse on the ward | |
With a mouthful of diamonds for teeth | |
In a dusty old cape stands a man in its wake | |
Singing I got a woman that loves like an ocean and | |
None of these roads ever lead | |
Ever gonna lead to your door | |
God knows I've been here before and | |
I don't need no long walk home down a loveless parade | |
Seems I was born in a dead man's suit | |
I was born in a dead man's suit | |
Under trees that bear no fruit |
zuo qu : Aldred | |
My heart ain' t broken ' cause that implies | |
It was ever in one piece before tonight | |
Paradise is poison in my veins | |
Winter runs its fingers through the vapours that remain | |
Burn your books in the car | |
Fix your eyes on a star | |
And imagine you can handle the loss | |
Of a beautiful girl | |
Wrapped in black icy curls | |
Though your thoughts are like broken glass dragging you down | |
None of these roads ever lead | |
Ever gonna lead to your door | |
God knows I' ve been here before and | |
I don' t need no long walk home down a loveless parade | |
Seems I was born in a dead man' s suit | |
I was born in a dead man' s suit | |
Druken old Olympian in the blocks | |
Lousy on the trigger and his eye ain' t on the clock | |
Feed me like a monkey and I' ll swing | |
Deep inside the canopy where fire and ice are king | |
Burn your books in the car | |
Fix your eyes on a star | |
And imagine you can handle the loss | |
Of a beautiful girl | |
Wrapped in black icy curls | |
Though your thoughts are like broken glass dragging you down | |
None of these roads ever lead | |
Ever gonna lead to your door | |
God knows I' ve been here before and | |
I don' t need no long walk home down a loveless parade | |
Seems I was born in a dead man' s suit | |
I was born in a dead man' s suit | |
Sister quick pull the cord | |
There' s a horse on the ward | |
With a mouthful of diamonds for teeth | |
In a dusty old cape stands a man in its wake | |
Singing I got a woman that loves like an ocean and | |
None of these roads ever lead | |
Ever gonna lead to your door | |
God knows I' ve been here before and | |
I don' t need no long walk home down a loveless parade | |
Seems I was born in a dead man' s suit | |
I was born in a dead man' s suit | |
Under trees that bear no fruit |
zuò qǔ : Aldred | |
My heart ain' t broken ' cause that implies | |
It was ever in one piece before tonight | |
Paradise is poison in my veins | |
Winter runs its fingers through the vapours that remain | |
Burn your books in the car | |
Fix your eyes on a star | |
And imagine you can handle the loss | |
Of a beautiful girl | |
Wrapped in black icy curls | |
Though your thoughts are like broken glass dragging you down | |
None of these roads ever lead | |
Ever gonna lead to your door | |
God knows I' ve been here before and | |
I don' t need no long walk home down a loveless parade | |
Seems I was born in a dead man' s suit | |
I was born in a dead man' s suit | |
Druken old Olympian in the blocks | |
Lousy on the trigger and his eye ain' t on the clock | |
Feed me like a monkey and I' ll swing | |
Deep inside the canopy where fire and ice are king | |
Burn your books in the car | |
Fix your eyes on a star | |
And imagine you can handle the loss | |
Of a beautiful girl | |
Wrapped in black icy curls | |
Though your thoughts are like broken glass dragging you down | |
None of these roads ever lead | |
Ever gonna lead to your door | |
God knows I' ve been here before and | |
I don' t need no long walk home down a loveless parade | |
Seems I was born in a dead man' s suit | |
I was born in a dead man' s suit | |
Sister quick pull the cord | |
There' s a horse on the ward | |
With a mouthful of diamonds for teeth | |
In a dusty old cape stands a man in its wake | |
Singing I got a woman that loves like an ocean and | |
None of these roads ever lead | |
Ever gonna lead to your door | |
God knows I' ve been here before and | |
I don' t need no long walk home down a loveless parade | |
Seems I was born in a dead man' s suit | |
I was born in a dead man' s suit | |
Under trees that bear no fruit |