歌曲 | 4 Men |
歌手 | Kitchens of Distinction |
专辑 | The Death of Cool |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Kitchens Of Distinction | |
Stars are falling down | |
onto this broken-hearted hungry clown | |
because he cannot get his fill. | |
Never thought that he would ever | |
want this much from a man, | |
but love is the steepest sharpest slide. | |
Oh here he'd lie at your side | |
looking up into the sky | |
wondering if this is allowed. | |
but fear rules him easily | |
it takes lust and strength to | |
turn to you and say, | |
"I want you and I need you" | |
but I haven't got the fattest chance in hell. | |
Sun has finally upped and gone | |
being bored of everyone | |
I slip of my shirt and shoes. | |
Time to hate myself again, | |
my small voice and freckled skin | |
to the safety of the dark. | |
Oh here I'd like between your thighs | |
looking up into your eyes | |
wondering if this is allowed | |
but fear rules me easily | |
it takes lust and strength to | |
turn to you and say, | |
"I want you and I need you" | |
but I haven't got the fattest chance in hell. | |
So why does the world laugh and take us on these rides | |
my dear? | |
I'll shut my epileptic eyes and | |
daydream of busy nights, my dear. | |
Because I want you and I need you, | |
I'll crush my arms around | |
until I melt inside of you. | |
Oh got I want you and I'll have you, | |
I'll be your son your slave and keeper. | |
There were four men in this room... | |
why did you have to go and pick on me? | |
Why? |
zuo ci : Kitchens Of Distinction | |
Stars are falling down | |
onto this brokenhearted hungry clown | |
because he cannot get his fill. | |
Never thought that he would ever | |
want this much from a man, | |
but love is the steepest sharpest slide. | |
Oh here he' d lie at your side | |
looking up into the sky | |
wondering if this is allowed. | |
but fear rules him easily | |
it takes lust and strength to | |
turn to you and say, | |
" I want you and I need you" | |
but I haven' t got the fattest chance in hell. | |
Sun has finally upped and gone | |
being bored of everyone | |
I slip of my shirt and shoes. | |
Time to hate myself again, | |
my small voice and freckled skin | |
to the safety of the dark. | |
Oh here I' d like between your thighs | |
looking up into your eyes | |
wondering if this is allowed | |
but fear rules me easily | |
it takes lust and strength to | |
turn to you and say, | |
" I want you and I need you" | |
but I haven' t got the fattest chance in hell. | |
So why does the world laugh and take us on these rides | |
my dear? | |
I' ll shut my epileptic eyes and | |
daydream of busy nights, my dear. | |
Because I want you and I need you, | |
I' ll crush my arms around | |
until I melt inside of you. | |
Oh got I want you and I' ll have you, | |
I' ll be your son your slave and keeper. | |
There were four men in this room... | |
why did you have to go and pick on me? | |
Why? |
zuò cí : Kitchens Of Distinction | |
Stars are falling down | |
onto this brokenhearted hungry clown | |
because he cannot get his fill. | |
Never thought that he would ever | |
want this much from a man, | |
but love is the steepest sharpest slide. | |
Oh here he' d lie at your side | |
looking up into the sky | |
wondering if this is allowed. | |
but fear rules him easily | |
it takes lust and strength to | |
turn to you and say, | |
" I want you and I need you" | |
but I haven' t got the fattest chance in hell. | |
Sun has finally upped and gone | |
being bored of everyone | |
I slip of my shirt and shoes. | |
Time to hate myself again, | |
my small voice and freckled skin | |
to the safety of the dark. | |
Oh here I' d like between your thighs | |
looking up into your eyes | |
wondering if this is allowed | |
but fear rules me easily | |
it takes lust and strength to | |
turn to you and say, | |
" I want you and I need you" | |
but I haven' t got the fattest chance in hell. | |
So why does the world laugh and take us on these rides | |
my dear? | |
I' ll shut my epileptic eyes and | |
daydream of busy nights, my dear. | |
Because I want you and I need you, | |
I' ll crush my arms around | |
until I melt inside of you. | |
Oh got I want you and I' ll have you, | |
I' ll be your son your slave and keeper. | |
There were four men in this room... | |
why did you have to go and pick on me? | |
Why? |