歌曲 | The Double Life |
歌手 | Siouxsie and the Banshees |
专辑 | The Rapture |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
At the top of the stairs is a locked room | |
My secret chamber that no outsider views | |
For entry is forbidden | |
Prohibited | |
Behind this door is my other self | |
Not a picture in a frame nor a fresh disguise | |
But my other self | |
Immobile, inert and sanguine | |
My narcissus kisses exhale crimson breath | |
And pump ruby to the lip | |
I stand before myself not Jekyll nor Hyde | |
Not sibling nor twin separated at birth | |
I stand before myself | |
Unaccountable | |
I dreamt that I had feet of clay | |
I dreamt I crossed the seven seas | |
And when I woke not knowing | |
I knew I led the double life | |
All I ever needed is twice removed | |
I spit my bile in an airless temper | |
In this vacuum - a vampire reversed | |
This one who breathes life into me | |
And even dull mirrors reflect the tarnished twosome | |
I stand before myself not another me | |
Not doppelgänger nor witless clone | |
I stand before myself unrepentant | |
I dreamt of sin and aftermath | |
I dreamt of centuries laid bare | |
And when I woke not knowing | |
I knew I led the double life |
At the top of the stairs is a locked room | |
My secret chamber that no outsider views | |
For entry is forbidden | |
Prohibited | |
Behind this door is my other self | |
Not a picture in a frame nor a fresh disguise | |
But my other self | |
Immobile, inert and sanguine | |
My narcissus kisses exhale crimson breath | |
And pump ruby to the lip | |
I stand before myself not Jekyll nor Hyde | |
Not sibling nor twin separated at birth | |
I stand before myself | |
Unaccountable | |
I dreamt that I had feet of clay | |
I dreamt I crossed the seven seas | |
And when I woke not knowing | |
I knew I led the double life | |
All I ever needed is twice removed | |
I spit my bile in an airless temper | |
In this vacuum a vampire reversed | |
This one who breathes life into me | |
And even dull mirrors reflect the tarnished twosome | |
I stand before myself not another me | |
Not doppelg nger nor witless clone | |
I stand before myself unrepentant | |
I dreamt of sin and aftermath | |
I dreamt of centuries laid bare | |
And when I woke not knowing | |
I knew I led the double life |
At the top of the stairs is a locked room | |
My secret chamber that no outsider views | |
For entry is forbidden | |
Prohibited | |
Behind this door is my other self | |
Not a picture in a frame nor a fresh disguise | |
But my other self | |
Immobile, inert and sanguine | |
My narcissus kisses exhale crimson breath | |
And pump ruby to the lip | |
I stand before myself not Jekyll nor Hyde | |
Not sibling nor twin separated at birth | |
I stand before myself | |
Unaccountable | |
I dreamt that I had feet of clay | |
I dreamt I crossed the seven seas | |
And when I woke not knowing | |
I knew I led the double life | |
All I ever needed is twice removed | |
I spit my bile in an airless temper | |
In this vacuum a vampire reversed | |
This one who breathes life into me | |
And even dull mirrors reflect the tarnished twosome | |
I stand before myself not another me | |
Not doppelg nger nor witless clone | |
I stand before myself unrepentant | |
I dreamt of sin and aftermath | |
I dreamt of centuries laid bare | |
And when I woke not knowing | |
I knew I led the double life |