歌曲 | CLEAN |
歌手 | FAKE? |
专辑 | The Art of Losing Touch |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
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Slide into my machine | |
Sometimes nothing can make me strong | |
And it's enough to keep this heartache holding on | |
Purple karma love will leave you sad and burned | |
Read your life from the sounds falling out of your head | |
Burst my bubble, I've stolen my lover's soul... so | |
Slide into my machine | |
Sometimes nothing can make me strong | |
And it's enough to keep this heartache holding on | |
I felt you, I melt you | |
But what do you really want from me? | |
I felt you, I melt you | |
But what do you really want from me? | |
I felt you, I kill you | |
But what do you really want from me? | |
I felt you, I melt you | |
Ripped my heart right out to try and make myself so... clean | |
Burnt my lover's soul and my mother's dream | |
All she wanted was to live out her life through me | |
Hide myself 'cause I want to be safe everyday | |
But the words keep repeating around in my head | |
The words keep repeating around in my head | |
Slide into my machine | |
Sometimes nothing can make me strong | |
And it's enough to bring me down | |
I felt you, I melt you | |
But what do you really want from me? | |
I felt you, I melt you | |
But what do you really want from me? | |
I felt you, I kill you | |
But what do you really want from me? | |
I felt you, I melt you | |
Ripped my heart right out to try and make myself so... | |
Oh are you trying to make this red heart indigo? |
Slide into my machine | |
Sometimes nothing can make me strong | |
And it' s enough to keep this heartache holding on | |
Purple karma love will leave you sad and burned | |
Read your life from the sounds falling out of your head | |
Burst my bubble, I' ve stolen my lover' s soul... so | |
Slide into my machine | |
Sometimes nothing can make me strong | |
And it' s enough to keep this heartache holding on | |
I felt you, I melt you | |
But what do you really want from me? | |
I felt you, I melt you | |
But what do you really want from me? | |
I felt you, I kill you | |
But what do you really want from me? | |
I felt you, I melt you | |
Ripped my heart right out to try and make myself so... clean | |
Burnt my lover' s soul and my mother' s dream | |
All she wanted was to live out her life through me | |
Hide myself ' cause I want to be safe everyday | |
But the words keep repeating around in my head | |
The words keep repeating around in my head | |
Slide into my machine | |
Sometimes nothing can make me strong | |
And it' s enough to bring me down | |
I felt you, I melt you | |
But what do you really want from me? | |
I felt you, I melt you | |
But what do you really want from me? | |
I felt you, I kill you | |
But what do you really want from me? | |
I felt you, I melt you | |
Ripped my heart right out to try and make myself so... | |
Oh are you trying to make this red heart indigo? |
Slide into my machine | |
Sometimes nothing can make me strong | |
And it' s enough to keep this heartache holding on | |
Purple karma love will leave you sad and burned | |
Read your life from the sounds falling out of your head | |
Burst my bubble, I' ve stolen my lover' s soul... so | |
Slide into my machine | |
Sometimes nothing can make me strong | |
And it' s enough to keep this heartache holding on | |
I felt you, I melt you | |
But what do you really want from me? | |
I felt you, I melt you | |
But what do you really want from me? | |
I felt you, I kill you | |
But what do you really want from me? | |
I felt you, I melt you | |
Ripped my heart right out to try and make myself so... clean | |
Burnt my lover' s soul and my mother' s dream | |
All she wanted was to live out her life through me | |
Hide myself ' cause I want to be safe everyday | |
But the words keep repeating around in my head | |
The words keep repeating around in my head | |
Slide into my machine | |
Sometimes nothing can make me strong | |
And it' s enough to bring me down | |
I felt you, I melt you | |
But what do you really want from me? | |
I felt you, I melt you | |
But what do you really want from me? | |
I felt you, I kill you | |
But what do you really want from me? | |
I felt you, I melt you | |
Ripped my heart right out to try and make myself so... | |
Oh are you trying to make this red heart indigo? |