歌曲 | Mange |
歌手 | Deer Tick |
专辑 | The Black Dirt Sessions |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
These words they make the world spin here in steady rotation | |
Until the new words turn the new world into oblivion | |
Well at the end of the line and this new world feels pretty rotten | |
Then we'll go our separate ways to put new blood in our system | |
I've never seen eyes so hurt, the kind that scream my name | |
Now what can | |
I make of life when it all seems like a game? | |
I've gotta tie up all my loose ends 'fore my skin turns to mange | |
So I've gotta look at the sky and imagine | |
I've found my place |