歌曲 | Love As Fiction |
歌手 | Bluebottle Kiss |
专辑 | Revenge Is Slow |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Bluebottle Kiss | |
You're crippled like a horse | |
Fall legless down a hill | |
Is that your notion? | |
I've escaped | |
With fingernails like chalk | |
Spill dust into the wind | |
You're a testament to your own mistakes | |
You've fallen far into the blackness | |
Of some stranger's arms | |
And the coldness of his touch | |
With so much love to give | |
But so much more to take | |
And so vanity that's available exclusively to you | |
Oh, some love can be fictitious | |
As if anyone needs to know | |
Just how long now | |
Just how long now | |
Just how long now | |
I've put words into your mouth | |
I breathe truths into your ear | |
But that feeling has been locked to you | |
I've been lazy in my cave | |
But it's founded me no gain | |
It's not fair | |
So I'll be asleep up to you | |
Oh, some loves can be fictitious | |
As if anyone needs to know | |
From the sublime to the ridiculous | |
It's apart from where you know | |
Oh, some love can be fictitious | |
As if anyone needs to know | |
Just how long now | |
Just how long now | |
Just how long now | |
Oh, hey, how long's it gonna take? | |
How long's it gonna take? | |
For you to fall | |
To keep me | |
I just don't need one more mistake | |
Some loves, they grow so fictitious now | |
Some loves, they grow so fictitious now | |
Some loves, they grow so fictitious | |
Don't they? | |
They're so fictitious now | |
I don't have to walk away | |
From you |
zuo qu : Bluebottle Kiss | |
You' re crippled like a horse | |
Fall legless down a hill | |
Is that your notion? | |
I' ve escaped | |
With fingernails like chalk | |
Spill dust into the wind | |
You' re a testament to your own mistakes | |
You' ve fallen far into the blackness | |
Of some stranger' s arms | |
And the coldness of his touch | |
With so much love to give | |
But so much more to take | |
And so vanity that' s available exclusively to you | |
Oh, some love can be fictitious | |
As if anyone needs to know | |
Just how long now | |
Just how long now | |
Just how long now | |
I' ve put words into your mouth | |
I breathe truths into your ear | |
But that feeling has been locked to you | |
I' ve been lazy in my cave | |
But it' s founded me no gain | |
It' s not fair | |
So I' ll be asleep up to you | |
Oh, some loves can be fictitious | |
As if anyone needs to know | |
From the sublime to the ridiculous | |
It' s apart from where you know | |
Oh, some love can be fictitious | |
As if anyone needs to know | |
Just how long now | |
Just how long now | |
Just how long now | |
Oh, hey, how long' s it gonna take? | |
How long' s it gonna take? | |
For you to fall | |
To keep me | |
I just don' t need one more mistake | |
Some loves, they grow so fictitious now | |
Some loves, they grow so fictitious now | |
Some loves, they grow so fictitious | |
Don' t they? | |
They' re so fictitious now | |
I don' t have to walk away | |
From you |
zuò qǔ : Bluebottle Kiss | |
You' re crippled like a horse | |
Fall legless down a hill | |
Is that your notion? | |
I' ve escaped | |
With fingernails like chalk | |
Spill dust into the wind | |
You' re a testament to your own mistakes | |
You' ve fallen far into the blackness | |
Of some stranger' s arms | |
And the coldness of his touch | |
With so much love to give | |
But so much more to take | |
And so vanity that' s available exclusively to you | |
Oh, some love can be fictitious | |
As if anyone needs to know | |
Just how long now | |
Just how long now | |
Just how long now | |
I' ve put words into your mouth | |
I breathe truths into your ear | |
But that feeling has been locked to you | |
I' ve been lazy in my cave | |
But it' s founded me no gain | |
It' s not fair | |
So I' ll be asleep up to you | |
Oh, some loves can be fictitious | |
As if anyone needs to know | |
From the sublime to the ridiculous | |
It' s apart from where you know | |
Oh, some love can be fictitious | |
As if anyone needs to know | |
Just how long now | |
Just how long now | |
Just how long now | |
Oh, hey, how long' s it gonna take? | |
How long' s it gonna take? | |
For you to fall | |
To keep me | |
I just don' t need one more mistake | |
Some loves, they grow so fictitious now | |
Some loves, they grow so fictitious now | |
Some loves, they grow so fictitious | |
Don' t they? | |
They' re so fictitious now | |
I don' t have to walk away | |
From you |