歌曲 | Soul and Skin |
歌手 | The Clarks |
专辑 | Restless Days |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
I just read your letter | |
That bled from your pen | |
Lest I forget | |
I’ve been let go | |
I’m a long gone player | |
In this theatre of the absurd | |
We sang the score and kept the sour notes | |
It was a kick in the shins | |
To drag me through it again | |
You ripped a fault line into my soul and skin | |
If you get this message | |
I figured it out | |
You locked the door but won’t let it close | |
Just tossed your letter | |
In a ball on the floor | |
Next to the pissed in cat box on the dirty oak | |
It was a kick in the shins | |
To drag me through it again | |
You ripped a fault line into my soul and skin | |
It was a kick in the shins | |
To drag me through it again | |
You twist heel in the ground | |
To push me further down | |
You ripped a fault line into my soul and skin |
I just read your letter | |
That bled from your pen | |
Lest I forget | |
I ve been let go | |
I m a long gone player | |
In this theatre of the absurd | |
We sang the score and kept the sour notes | |
It was a kick in the shins | |
To drag me through it again | |
You ripped a fault line into my soul and skin | |
If you get this message | |
I figured it out | |
You locked the door but won t let it close | |
Just tossed your letter | |
In a ball on the floor | |
Next to the pissed in cat box on the dirty oak | |
It was a kick in the shins | |
To drag me through it again | |
You ripped a fault line into my soul and skin | |
It was a kick in the shins | |
To drag me through it again | |
You twist heel in the ground | |
To push me further down | |
You ripped a fault line into my soul and skin |
I just read your letter | |
That bled from your pen | |
Lest I forget | |
I ve been let go | |
I m a long gone player | |
In this theatre of the absurd | |
We sang the score and kept the sour notes | |
It was a kick in the shins | |
To drag me through it again | |
You ripped a fault line into my soul and skin | |
If you get this message | |
I figured it out | |
You locked the door but won t let it close | |
Just tossed your letter | |
In a ball on the floor | |
Next to the pissed in cat box on the dirty oak | |
It was a kick in the shins | |
To drag me through it again | |
You ripped a fault line into my soul and skin | |
It was a kick in the shins | |
To drag me through it again | |
You twist heel in the ground | |
To push me further down | |
You ripped a fault line into my soul and skin |