歌曲 | Between the Rent and Me |
歌手 | Snowden |
专辑 | Anti-Anti |
作曲 : Jeffares | |
You were just swinging like a dime | |
Posing with no reason and no rhyme | |
Did you help me find the long way home? | |
Sing me songs that I did not know? | |
Id been waking up for quite some time | |
Workers breaking pavement outside | |
Then one day at the bus stop getting high | |
All legs and all hair dye | |
This is where I realize | |
My trouble comes with bluest eyes | |
Now when I walk in the room you know its all I can do | |
To stare at the floor and not to look at you | |
What do you think I am leaning on the wall? | |
What do you think I am, or do you think at all? | |
This is where I realize | |
My trouble comes with bluest eyes | |
Now when I walk in the room you know its all I can do | |
To stare at the floor and not to look at you | |
I flavor to taste because taste is free | |
There are so few things between the rent and me | |
You were standing outside of the lines | |
You were just swinging like a dime | |
You were something of a charity | |
And I wanted you to give some to me | |
But what do you think I am, the smoke in your clothes? | |
What do you think I am, or do you think at all? |
zuò qǔ : Jeffares | |
You were just swinging like a dime | |
Posing with no reason and no rhyme | |
Did you help me find the long way home? | |
Sing me songs that I did not know? | |
Id been waking up for quite some time | |
Workers breaking pavement outside | |
Then one day at the bus stop getting high | |
All legs and all hair dye | |
This is where I realize | |
My trouble comes with bluest eyes | |
Now when I walk in the room you know its all I can do | |
To stare at the floor and not to look at you | |
What do you think I am leaning on the wall? | |
What do you think I am, or do you think at all? | |
This is where I realize | |
My trouble comes with bluest eyes | |
Now when I walk in the room you know its all I can do | |
To stare at the floor and not to look at you | |
I flavor to taste because taste is free | |
There are so few things between the rent and me | |
You were standing outside of the lines | |
You were just swinging like a dime | |
You were something of a charity | |
And I wanted you to give some to me | |
But what do you think I am, the smoke in your clothes? | |
What do you think I am, or do you think at all? |