歌曲 | Sleeperhold - normal |
歌手 | Dolorean |
专辑 | Not Exotic |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : James | |
I was there I heard the crackling of the palms | |
He came upstairs and had the curtains drawn | |
This is my body | |
Keep your stomachs full | |
This is my blood | |
Let's get drunk on soul | |
Got me in a sleeperhold | |
And you won't let me go | |
Blessed are those who have no clothes | |
For sunlight is their fashion | |
And blessed is he who sleeps on the streets | |
But his roof is sheltering sky | |
And blessed be the broken one | |
For whom grace daily unfolds | |
Got me in a sleeperhold | |
And you won't let me go | |
I was dropped down on a dirt brown field | |
I watched the sun rise over me | |
I wanted the heavens to open like a saloon door | |
But all I heard was a cock crow | |
What have I done? I cried inside | |
And my spine turned ice cold | |
Got me in a sleeperhold | |
And you won't let me go | |
I`m tapping out | |
I'm tapping out | |
I'm tapping out | |
Cause it's all too beautiful | |
I`m blacking out | |
I'm blacking out | |
I'm blacking out | |
But I don't want to go | |
I'm blacking out | |
But I don't want to go |
zuo qu : James | |
I was there I heard the crackling of the palms | |
He came upstairs and had the curtains drawn | |
This is my body | |
Keep your stomachs full | |
This is my blood | |
Let' s get drunk on soul | |
Got me in a sleeperhold | |
And you won' t let me go | |
Blessed are those who have no clothes | |
For sunlight is their fashion | |
And blessed is he who sleeps on the streets | |
But his roof is sheltering sky | |
And blessed be the broken one | |
For whom grace daily unfolds | |
Got me in a sleeperhold | |
And you won' t let me go | |
I was dropped down on a dirt brown field | |
I watched the sun rise over me | |
I wanted the heavens to open like a saloon door | |
But all I heard was a cock crow | |
What have I done? I cried inside | |
And my spine turned ice cold | |
Got me in a sleeperhold | |
And you won' t let me go | |
I m tapping out | |
I' m tapping out | |
I' m tapping out | |
Cause it' s all too beautiful | |
I m blacking out | |
I' m blacking out | |
I' m blacking out | |
But I don' t want to go | |
I' m blacking out | |
But I don' t want to go |
zuò qǔ : James | |
I was there I heard the crackling of the palms | |
He came upstairs and had the curtains drawn | |
This is my body | |
Keep your stomachs full | |
This is my blood | |
Let' s get drunk on soul | |
Got me in a sleeperhold | |
And you won' t let me go | |
Blessed are those who have no clothes | |
For sunlight is their fashion | |
And blessed is he who sleeps on the streets | |
But his roof is sheltering sky | |
And blessed be the broken one | |
For whom grace daily unfolds | |
Got me in a sleeperhold | |
And you won' t let me go | |
I was dropped down on a dirt brown field | |
I watched the sun rise over me | |
I wanted the heavens to open like a saloon door | |
But all I heard was a cock crow | |
What have I done? I cried inside | |
And my spine turned ice cold | |
Got me in a sleeperhold | |
And you won' t let me go | |
I m tapping out | |
I' m tapping out | |
I' m tapping out | |
Cause it' s all too beautiful | |
I m blacking out | |
I' m blacking out | |
I' m blacking out | |
But I don' t want to go | |
I' m blacking out | |
But I don' t want to go |