歌曲 | Heroines |
歌手 | Diablo Swing Orchestra |
专辑 | The Butchers Ballroom |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Tuck it in or take it out for what | |
You cannot see with them eyes | |
A tired hand, her naked hand, putting me to sleep | |
It won't be long, your glow | |
Has left me dry and my abstinence has been | |
Postponed by my comfort in denial | |
And the worst lie it may be (that hope said) | |
She'd be the last one to leave | |
Always close now sense it clear | |
For years to come I can't go back | |
To the things I held so, I held so dear | |
We were crushed by her halo—oh what a way to go | |
Endlessly she said forevermore in debt | |
Colourful, so beautiful, with fever eyes closed and so free | |
Those were my heroines | |
Freedom roar from senseless mind | |
Apocalypse all dressed in white | |
Saw it coming watched them leaving with all I ever was | |
Broken tissue, broken dreams far-fetched as those fantasies | |
Since peace of mind was not meant for me | |
(I'll praise them silently) | |
We were crushed by her halo—oh what a way to go | |
Endlessly she said forevermore in debt | |
Colourful, so beautiful, with fever eyes closed and so free | |
Those were my heroines |
Tuck it in or take it out for what | |
You cannot see with them eyes | |
A tired hand, her naked hand, putting me to sleep | |
It won' t be long, your glow | |
Has left me dry and my abstinence has been | |
Postponed by my comfort in denial | |
And the worst lie it may be that hope said | |
She' d be the last one to leave | |
Always close now sense it clear | |
For years to come I can' t go back | |
To the things I held so, I held so dear | |
We were crushed by her halo oh what a way to go | |
Endlessly she said forevermore in debt | |
Colourful, so beautiful, with fever eyes closed and so free | |
Those were my heroines | |
Freedom roar from senseless mind | |
Apocalypse all dressed in white | |
Saw it coming watched them leaving with all I ever was | |
Broken tissue, broken dreams farfetched as those fantasies | |
Since peace of mind was not meant for me | |
I' ll praise them silently | |
We were crushed by her halo oh what a way to go | |
Endlessly she said forevermore in debt | |
Colourful, so beautiful, with fever eyes closed and so free | |
Those were my heroines |
Tuck it in or take it out for what | |
You cannot see with them eyes | |
A tired hand, her naked hand, putting me to sleep | |
It won' t be long, your glow | |
Has left me dry and my abstinence has been | |
Postponed by my comfort in denial | |
And the worst lie it may be that hope said | |
She' d be the last one to leave | |
Always close now sense it clear | |
For years to come I can' t go back | |
To the things I held so, I held so dear | |
We were crushed by her halo oh what a way to go | |
Endlessly she said forevermore in debt | |
Colourful, so beautiful, with fever eyes closed and so free | |
Those were my heroines | |
Freedom roar from senseless mind | |
Apocalypse all dressed in white | |
Saw it coming watched them leaving with all I ever was | |
Broken tissue, broken dreams farfetched as those fantasies | |
Since peace of mind was not meant for me | |
I' ll praise them silently | |
We were crushed by her halo oh what a way to go | |
Endlessly she said forevermore in debt | |
Colourful, so beautiful, with fever eyes closed and so free | |
Those were my heroines |