歌曲 | Imagine Nation Express |
歌手 | The Number Twelve Looks Like You |
专辑 | Mongrel |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Karel, Korman, Pareja, Pedrick | |
When we meet with good intentions in mind | |
It's like tying your arms to the southbound train | |
When you extend your hand for peace, | |
It's like tying your legs to the northbound train | |
You practiced this speech well, | |
But your bullshit is stronger than your rotten breath | |
When you hold your head and cry apologies, | |
All I can hear is the train bell ringing "All aboard." | |
The trains begin tugging. | |
I love knowing that when you kiss your child, | |
That my dick filled with the same pussy walls it came from | |
I don't agree to disagree | |
Smell the dick on the kid | |
You pulled me in to feel my touch | |
I hear your torso giving up, | |
I'll never forget the way you hugged | |
Flaps of flesh hanging at the ends of your body bones | |
And muscles skipping along the tracks | |
They're falling out part by part...What a disgusting mess you are inside | |
The trains pick up speed and are no longer in sight, | |
Happy to have company | |
Lying naked with her legs spread open was the last time I saw that much of someone's insides | |
I closed the night off with a dance along the tracks |
zuo qu : Karel, Korman, Pareja, Pedrick | |
When we meet with good intentions in mind | |
It' s like tying your arms to the southbound train | |
When you extend your hand for peace, | |
It' s like tying your legs to the northbound train | |
You practiced this speech well, | |
But your bullshit is stronger than your rotten breath | |
When you hold your head and cry apologies, | |
All I can hear is the train bell ringing " All aboard." | |
The trains begin tugging. | |
I love knowing that when you kiss your child, | |
That my dick filled with the same pussy walls it came from | |
I don' t agree to disagree | |
Smell the dick on the kid | |
You pulled me in to feel my touch | |
I hear your torso giving up, | |
I' ll never forget the way you hugged | |
Flaps of flesh hanging at the ends of your body bones | |
And muscles skipping along the tracks | |
They' re falling out part by part... What a disgusting mess you are inside | |
The trains pick up speed and are no longer in sight, | |
Happy to have company | |
Lying naked with her legs spread open was the last time I saw that much of someone' s insides | |
I closed the night off with a dance along the tracks |
zuò qǔ : Karel, Korman, Pareja, Pedrick | |
When we meet with good intentions in mind | |
It' s like tying your arms to the southbound train | |
When you extend your hand for peace, | |
It' s like tying your legs to the northbound train | |
You practiced this speech well, | |
But your bullshit is stronger than your rotten breath | |
When you hold your head and cry apologies, | |
All I can hear is the train bell ringing " All aboard." | |
The trains begin tugging. | |
I love knowing that when you kiss your child, | |
That my dick filled with the same pussy walls it came from | |
I don' t agree to disagree | |
Smell the dick on the kid | |
You pulled me in to feel my touch | |
I hear your torso giving up, | |
I' ll never forget the way you hugged | |
Flaps of flesh hanging at the ends of your body bones | |
And muscles skipping along the tracks | |
They' re falling out part by part... What a disgusting mess you are inside | |
The trains pick up speed and are no longer in sight, | |
Happy to have company | |
Lying naked with her legs spread open was the last time I saw that much of someone' s insides | |
I closed the night off with a dance along the tracks |