歌曲 | Death in the Garden, Blood on the Flowers |
歌手 | Irving |
专辑 | Death in the Garden, Blood on the Flowers |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Irving | |
Pretend now that you are me | |
I am you | |
And we are we | |
Back then, not now | |
Somehow you've been patient with me | |
Without | |
Thinking | |
Too much | |
Thinking | |
Could cause you to leave me | |
Because of what I may or may not have wanted to do | |
I began to love you, it had only been an hour | |
Death in the garden, blood on the flowers | |
Remember | |
When you were me | |
I was you | |
Still we were we | |
Underneath your floor, which was my | |
Ceiling | |
Uncomfortable | |
Feeling | |
Your scars, they were still healing | |
Quiet as a thief, you were stealing my heart | |
Which you felt bad about and said you could not keep | |
I began to miss you, it had only been an hour | |
Death in the garden, blood on the flowers | |
So don't feel bad, bad, bad | |
You should be glad, glad, glad | |
I am the worst boy that you've ever had, had, had | |
I'm not the one, I'm not the one | |
It's not like I'm the first person to discover that | |
Horses could be ridden | |
I'm not the one | |
I am the other one | |
I began to miss you, it had only been an hour | |
Death in the garden, blood on the flowers |
zuo qu : Irving | |
Pretend now that you are me | |
I am you | |
And we are we | |
Back then, not now | |
Somehow you' ve been patient with me | |
Without | |
Thinking | |
Too much | |
Thinking | |
Could cause you to leave me | |
Because of what I may or may not have wanted to do | |
I began to love you, it had only been an hour | |
Death in the garden, blood on the flowers | |
Remember | |
When you were me | |
I was you | |
Still we were we | |
Underneath your floor, which was my | |
Ceiling | |
Uncomfortable | |
Feeling | |
Your scars, they were still healing | |
Quiet as a thief, you were stealing my heart | |
Which you felt bad about and said you could not keep | |
I began to miss you, it had only been an hour | |
Death in the garden, blood on the flowers | |
So don' t feel bad, bad, bad | |
You should be glad, glad, glad | |
I am the worst boy that you' ve ever had, had, had | |
I' m not the one, I' m not the one | |
It' s not like I' m the first person to discover that | |
Horses could be ridden | |
I' m not the one | |
I am the other one | |
I began to miss you, it had only been an hour | |
Death in the garden, blood on the flowers |
zuò qǔ : Irving | |
Pretend now that you are me | |
I am you | |
And we are we | |
Back then, not now | |
Somehow you' ve been patient with me | |
Without | |
Thinking | |
Too much | |
Thinking | |
Could cause you to leave me | |
Because of what I may or may not have wanted to do | |
I began to love you, it had only been an hour | |
Death in the garden, blood on the flowers | |
Remember | |
When you were me | |
I was you | |
Still we were we | |
Underneath your floor, which was my | |
Ceiling | |
Uncomfortable | |
Feeling | |
Your scars, they were still healing | |
Quiet as a thief, you were stealing my heart | |
Which you felt bad about and said you could not keep | |
I began to miss you, it had only been an hour | |
Death in the garden, blood on the flowers | |
So don' t feel bad, bad, bad | |
You should be glad, glad, glad | |
I am the worst boy that you' ve ever had, had, had | |
I' m not the one, I' m not the one | |
It' s not like I' m the first person to discover that | |
Horses could be ridden | |
I' m not the one | |
I am the other one | |
I began to miss you, it had only been an hour | |
Death in the garden, blood on the flowers |