歌曲 | Host Disorder |
歌手 | Every Time I Die |
专辑 | New Junk Aesthetic |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Every Time I Die | |
My cancer came knocking | |
It was dressed to the nines | |
So I peeled back my skin | |
And I let it come inside | |
But it won't leave | |
Though the guests have gone | |
No, it pours a drink | |
And requests another song | |
Now it sleeps in between us | |
Splits and doubles in size | |
Apes my nuances of desertion | |
Lust and arrogant pride | |
And it drags me out of my head | |
And it drags me out of my head | |
The plague is now empowered | |
The plague is now empowered | |
The plague is now | |
My cancer waved torches | |
Broke the lock on my door | |
But I was powerless | |
To refuse it anymore | |
Is everyone comfortable? | |
Is everyone having a good time? | |
My friends are all vampires | |
Come to drain and transform | |
I keep the window cracked and the light on | |
Kept the leftovers warm | |
Maybe I make myself sick | |
Maybe I make myself sick | |
Make me give a damn | |
And I will be with you everywhere | |
I will open the sky | |
I will follow you into hell | |
Kill everyone in our way, yeah | |
Open your heart to the snake oil peddlers | |
Open your heart to the snake oil peddlers | |
Open your heart to the snake oil peddlers | |
Open your heart to the snake oil peddlers |
zuo qu : Every Time I Die | |
My cancer came knocking | |
It was dressed to the nines | |
So I peeled back my skin | |
And I let it come inside | |
But it won' t leave | |
Though the guests have gone | |
No, it pours a drink | |
And requests another song | |
Now it sleeps in between us | |
Splits and doubles in size | |
Apes my nuances of desertion | |
Lust and arrogant pride | |
And it drags me out of my head | |
And it drags me out of my head | |
The plague is now empowered | |
The plague is now empowered | |
The plague is now | |
My cancer waved torches | |
Broke the lock on my door | |
But I was powerless | |
To refuse it anymore | |
Is everyone comfortable? | |
Is everyone having a good time? | |
My friends are all vampires | |
Come to drain and transform | |
I keep the window cracked and the light on | |
Kept the leftovers warm | |
Maybe I make myself sick | |
Maybe I make myself sick | |
Make me give a damn | |
And I will be with you everywhere | |
I will open the sky | |
I will follow you into hell | |
Kill everyone in our way, yeah | |
Open your heart to the snake oil peddlers | |
Open your heart to the snake oil peddlers | |
Open your heart to the snake oil peddlers | |
Open your heart to the snake oil peddlers |
zuò qǔ : Every Time I Die | |
My cancer came knocking | |
It was dressed to the nines | |
So I peeled back my skin | |
And I let it come inside | |
But it won' t leave | |
Though the guests have gone | |
No, it pours a drink | |
And requests another song | |
Now it sleeps in between us | |
Splits and doubles in size | |
Apes my nuances of desertion | |
Lust and arrogant pride | |
And it drags me out of my head | |
And it drags me out of my head | |
The plague is now empowered | |
The plague is now empowered | |
The plague is now | |
My cancer waved torches | |
Broke the lock on my door | |
But I was powerless | |
To refuse it anymore | |
Is everyone comfortable? | |
Is everyone having a good time? | |
My friends are all vampires | |
Come to drain and transform | |
I keep the window cracked and the light on | |
Kept the leftovers warm | |
Maybe I make myself sick | |
Maybe I make myself sick | |
Make me give a damn | |
And I will be with you everywhere | |
I will open the sky | |
I will follow you into hell | |
Kill everyone in our way, yeah | |
Open your heart to the snake oil peddlers | |
Open your heart to the snake oil peddlers | |
Open your heart to the snake oil peddlers | |
Open your heart to the snake oil peddlers |