歌曲 | God Is A Spider |
歌手 | Cherry Poppin' Daddies |
专辑 | Soul Caddy |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Perry | |
What's the matter | |
Jesus? Did you forget my name? | |
I'm the one with the tumor like a flower in my brain | |
And I have learned to rue the day that | |
I Slid from my utopia of amniotic slime | |
God is a spider | |
God is a spider | |
God is a spider | |
Tryin' to block my path | |
And it's a matter of fate, and it's a matter of love into hate | |
Mistakes - | |
I wanna make my final escape | |
My final escape | |
Mayday Mayday | |
Mayday Mayday | |
I was born a | |
Taurus, and not a toreador | |
I can't join your chorus, | |
I'm getting way too bored | |
And I don't wanna die, | |
I'm gonna plug my ears | |
Why am I disgusted by the things | |
I overhear? | |
God is a spider | |
God is a spider | |
God is a spider | |
Tryin' to block my path | |
Crows in the cornfield, reaper swings the scythe | |
I know a venomous bird about to fly | |
Smear the paint 'til the colors run | |
It's nearly time, | |
I'm nearly done | |
Flaming orange open sky | |
And it's a matter of fate, and it's a matter of love into hate | |
Mistakes - | |
I wanna make my final escape | |
My final escape | |
Mayday Mayday | |
Mayday Mayday |
zuo ci : Perry | |
What' s the matter | |
Jesus? Did you forget my name? | |
I' m the one with the tumor like a flower in my brain | |
And I have learned to rue the day that | |
I Slid from my utopia of amniotic slime | |
God is a spider | |
God is a spider | |
God is a spider | |
Tryin' to block my path | |
And it' s a matter of fate, and it' s a matter of love into hate | |
Mistakes | |
I wanna make my final escape | |
My final escape | |
Mayday Mayday | |
Mayday Mayday | |
I was born a | |
Taurus, and not a toreador | |
I can' t join your chorus, | |
I' m getting way too bored | |
And I don' t wanna die, | |
I' m gonna plug my ears | |
Why am I disgusted by the things | |
I overhear? | |
God is a spider | |
God is a spider | |
God is a spider | |
Tryin' to block my path | |
Crows in the cornfield, reaper swings the scythe | |
I know a venomous bird about to fly | |
Smear the paint ' til the colors run | |
It' s nearly time, | |
I' m nearly done | |
Flaming orange open sky | |
And it' s a matter of fate, and it' s a matter of love into hate | |
Mistakes | |
I wanna make my final escape | |
My final escape | |
Mayday Mayday | |
Mayday Mayday |
zuò cí : Perry | |
What' s the matter | |
Jesus? Did you forget my name? | |
I' m the one with the tumor like a flower in my brain | |
And I have learned to rue the day that | |
I Slid from my utopia of amniotic slime | |
God is a spider | |
God is a spider | |
God is a spider | |
Tryin' to block my path | |
And it' s a matter of fate, and it' s a matter of love into hate | |
Mistakes | |
I wanna make my final escape | |
My final escape | |
Mayday Mayday | |
Mayday Mayday | |
I was born a | |
Taurus, and not a toreador | |
I can' t join your chorus, | |
I' m getting way too bored | |
And I don' t wanna die, | |
I' m gonna plug my ears | |
Why am I disgusted by the things | |
I overhear? | |
God is a spider | |
God is a spider | |
God is a spider | |
Tryin' to block my path | |
Crows in the cornfield, reaper swings the scythe | |
I know a venomous bird about to fly | |
Smear the paint ' til the colors run | |
It' s nearly time, | |
I' m nearly done | |
Flaming orange open sky | |
And it' s a matter of fate, and it' s a matter of love into hate | |
Mistakes | |
I wanna make my final escape | |
My final escape | |
Mayday Mayday | |
Mayday Mayday |