歌曲 | Chinese Burn |
歌手 | Curve |
专辑 | Come Clean |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Garcia, Halliday | |
She burns friends like a piece of wood | |
And she's jealous of me because she never could | |
Hold herself up without a spine | |
And she'll look me up when she's doing fine | |
Because the rage it burns like Chinese torture | |
She's just someone's favourite daughter | |
Spoilt and ugly as she willingly slaughters | |
Friends and enemies they're all the same | |
All the same | |
Crush her fame | |
Burn her name | |
She'll break a promise as a matter of course | |
Because she thinks it's fun to have no remorse | |
She gets what she wants and walks away | |
And she doesn't give a **** what you might say | |
Because it cuts her up like Irish mortar | |
Mother's pride is what we taught her | |
Soiled and petty as we happily taunt her | |
Friend and enemy we're all to blame | |
{She'll burn us bad | |
She'll flaunt her fame | |
She'll make us remember, remember her name}x2 | |
If she sits still like she knows she could | |
She could win this game and be the queen for good | |
Save herself up for the cream of the crop | |
Then she'll look us up when she's ready to stop | |
Because the rage it burns like Chinese torture | |
She's just someone's favourite daughter | |
Spoilt and ugly as she willingly slaughters | |
Friends and enemies are all that came | |
To burn her name | |
Crush her fame | |
Burn her name | |
Crush her fame | |
Burn her name | |
Crush her fame | |
Burn her name | |
We're all to blame |
zuo ci : Garcia, Halliday | |
She burns friends like a piece of wood | |
And she' s jealous of me because she never could | |
Hold herself up without a spine | |
And she' ll look me up when she' s doing fine | |
Because the rage it burns like Chinese torture | |
She' s just someone' s favourite daughter | |
Spoilt and ugly as she willingly slaughters | |
Friends and enemies they' re all the same | |
All the same | |
Crush her fame | |
Burn her name | |
She' ll break a promise as a matter of course | |
Because she thinks it' s fun to have no remorse | |
She gets what she wants and walks away | |
And she doesn' t give a what you might say | |
Because it cuts her up like Irish mortar | |
Mother' s pride is what we taught her | |
Soiled and petty as we happily taunt her | |
Friend and enemy we' re all to blame | |
She' ll burn us bad | |
She' ll flaunt her fame | |
She' ll make us remember, remember her name x2 | |
If she sits still like she knows she could | |
She could win this game and be the queen for good | |
Save herself up for the cream of the crop | |
Then she' ll look us up when she' s ready to stop | |
Because the rage it burns like Chinese torture | |
She' s just someone' s favourite daughter | |
Spoilt and ugly as she willingly slaughters | |
Friends and enemies are all that came | |
To burn her name | |
Crush her fame | |
Burn her name | |
Crush her fame | |
Burn her name | |
Crush her fame | |
Burn her name | |
We' re all to blame |
zuò cí : Garcia, Halliday | |
She burns friends like a piece of wood | |
And she' s jealous of me because she never could | |
Hold herself up without a spine | |
And she' ll look me up when she' s doing fine | |
Because the rage it burns like Chinese torture | |
She' s just someone' s favourite daughter | |
Spoilt and ugly as she willingly slaughters | |
Friends and enemies they' re all the same | |
All the same | |
Crush her fame | |
Burn her name | |
She' ll break a promise as a matter of course | |
Because she thinks it' s fun to have no remorse | |
She gets what she wants and walks away | |
And she doesn' t give a what you might say | |
Because it cuts her up like Irish mortar | |
Mother' s pride is what we taught her | |
Soiled and petty as we happily taunt her | |
Friend and enemy we' re all to blame | |
She' ll burn us bad | |
She' ll flaunt her fame | |
She' ll make us remember, remember her name x2 | |
If she sits still like she knows she could | |
She could win this game and be the queen for good | |
Save herself up for the cream of the crop | |
Then she' ll look us up when she' s ready to stop | |
Because the rage it burns like Chinese torture | |
She' s just someone' s favourite daughter | |
Spoilt and ugly as she willingly slaughters | |
Friends and enemies are all that came | |
To burn her name | |
Crush her fame | |
Burn her name | |
Crush her fame | |
Burn her name | |
Crush her fame | |
Burn her name | |
We' re all to blame |