歌曲 | Florida Queen |
歌手 | Sullivan |
专辑 | Cover Your Eyes |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Sullivan | |
Hold me down | |
Cause I'm about to fall by the seat of my pants | |
I can see the road through the crows | |
Picking all the flesh off the palms of hands | |
You could be the queen of my dreams | |
If you pull the leaves from the teeth of my rake | |
Would you just hold me down | |
Cause I'm about to makeshift another mistake | |
And I need a foolproof plan to clean up | |
All this mess | |
I've made | |
But I'm running out of steam | |
It's not your love | |
I want But your breath is all | |
I need To tie this up | |
Sew me shut | |
Cause I've got a gash on the side of my lip | |
I'll look like a king on his knees | |
At the wrong end of the governor's whip | |
And I need a foolproof plan to clean up | |
All this mess | |
I've made | |
But I'm running out of steam | |
It's not your love | |
I want But your breath is all | |
I need If we can work this out | |
Then I'm leaving here alive | |
To tie this up | |
Take my pulse | |
There's a slight knot and a swell in my glands | |
I can feel the cold in my throat | |
Working in ways not to disrupt my plans | |
And I need a foolproof plan to clean up | |
All this blood | |
I've spilled | |
It's you I've killed | |
This mess | |
I've made | |
But I'm running out of steam | |
It's not your love | |
I want But your breath is all | |
I need If we can work this out | |
Then I'm leaving here alive | |
I've got no hands and feet | |
And the colors from your eyes | |
Could tie this up | |
To tie this up |
zuo qu : Sullivan | |
Hold me down | |
Cause I' m about to fall by the seat of my pants | |
I can see the road through the crows | |
Picking all the flesh off the palms of hands | |
You could be the queen of my dreams | |
If you pull the leaves from the teeth of my rake | |
Would you just hold me down | |
Cause I' m about to makeshift another mistake | |
And I need a foolproof plan to clean up | |
All this mess | |
I' ve made | |
But I' m running out of steam | |
It' s not your love | |
I want But your breath is all | |
I need To tie this up | |
Sew me shut | |
Cause I' ve got a gash on the side of my lip | |
I' ll look like a king on his knees | |
At the wrong end of the governor' s whip | |
And I need a foolproof plan to clean up | |
All this mess | |
I' ve made | |
But I' m running out of steam | |
It' s not your love | |
I want But your breath is all | |
I need If we can work this out | |
Then I' m leaving here alive | |
To tie this up | |
Take my pulse | |
There' s a slight knot and a swell in my glands | |
I can feel the cold in my throat | |
Working in ways not to disrupt my plans | |
And I need a foolproof plan to clean up | |
All this blood | |
I' ve spilled | |
It' s you I' ve killed | |
This mess | |
I' ve made | |
But I' m running out of steam | |
It' s not your love | |
I want But your breath is all | |
I need If we can work this out | |
Then I' m leaving here alive | |
I' ve got no hands and feet | |
And the colors from your eyes | |
Could tie this up | |
To tie this up |
zuò qǔ : Sullivan | |
Hold me down | |
Cause I' m about to fall by the seat of my pants | |
I can see the road through the crows | |
Picking all the flesh off the palms of hands | |
You could be the queen of my dreams | |
If you pull the leaves from the teeth of my rake | |
Would you just hold me down | |
Cause I' m about to makeshift another mistake | |
And I need a foolproof plan to clean up | |
All this mess | |
I' ve made | |
But I' m running out of steam | |
It' s not your love | |
I want But your breath is all | |
I need To tie this up | |
Sew me shut | |
Cause I' ve got a gash on the side of my lip | |
I' ll look like a king on his knees | |
At the wrong end of the governor' s whip | |
And I need a foolproof plan to clean up | |
All this mess | |
I' ve made | |
But I' m running out of steam | |
It' s not your love | |
I want But your breath is all | |
I need If we can work this out | |
Then I' m leaving here alive | |
To tie this up | |
Take my pulse | |
There' s a slight knot and a swell in my glands | |
I can feel the cold in my throat | |
Working in ways not to disrupt my plans | |
And I need a foolproof plan to clean up | |
All this blood | |
I' ve spilled | |
It' s you I' ve killed | |
This mess | |
I' ve made | |
But I' m running out of steam | |
It' s not your love | |
I want But your breath is all | |
I need If we can work this out | |
Then I' m leaving here alive | |
I' ve got no hands and feet | |
And the colors from your eyes | |
Could tie this up | |
To tie this up |