歌曲 | Daughters |
歌手 | Wild Beasts |
专辑 | Present Tense |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Wild Beasts | |
作词 : Wild Beasts | |
i'm taping up the windows and the doors | |
i'm nailing all my pretty things to the floor | |
eyes like fire | |
a tempest in the water | |
eyes like mine | |
a temper like your mother's | |
daughter, please | |
it's me | |
tell me what you've seen | |
daughter, please | |
spare me | |
old men's voices screaming | |
and soon we'll see | |
what you really mean | |
all the pretty children sharpening their blades | |
where my daughter passes only ruins remain | |
she's walking through the cracks in the walls | |
she's walking across the chicken bones on the floor | |
just a little girl | |
and jesus was a woman | |
just a little girl | |
and lot who knew his daughters | |
daughter, please | |
it's me | |
tell me what you've seen | |
daughter, please | |
spare me | |
old men's voices screaming | |
and soon we'll sleep | |
in pieces on the street | |
all the pretty children sharpening their blades | |
where my daughter passes only ruins remain |
zuo qu : Wild Beasts | |
zuo ci : Wild Beasts | |
i' m taping up the windows and the doors | |
i' m nailing all my pretty things to the floor | |
eyes like fire | |
a tempest in the water | |
eyes like mine | |
a temper like your mother' s | |
daughter, please | |
it' s me | |
tell me what you' ve seen | |
daughter, please | |
spare me | |
old men' s voices screaming | |
and soon we' ll see | |
what you really mean | |
all the pretty children sharpening their blades | |
where my daughter passes only ruins remain | |
she' s walking through the cracks in the walls | |
she' s walking across the chicken bones on the floor | |
just a little girl | |
and jesus was a woman | |
just a little girl | |
and lot who knew his daughters | |
daughter, please | |
it' s me | |
tell me what you' ve seen | |
daughter, please | |
spare me | |
old men' s voices screaming | |
and soon we' ll sleep | |
in pieces on the street | |
all the pretty children sharpening their blades | |
where my daughter passes only ruins remain |
zuò qǔ : Wild Beasts | |
zuò cí : Wild Beasts | |
i' m taping up the windows and the doors | |
i' m nailing all my pretty things to the floor | |
eyes like fire | |
a tempest in the water | |
eyes like mine | |
a temper like your mother' s | |
daughter, please | |
it' s me | |
tell me what you' ve seen | |
daughter, please | |
spare me | |
old men' s voices screaming | |
and soon we' ll see | |
what you really mean | |
all the pretty children sharpening their blades | |
where my daughter passes only ruins remain | |
she' s walking through the cracks in the walls | |
she' s walking across the chicken bones on the floor | |
just a little girl | |
and jesus was a woman | |
just a little girl | |
and lot who knew his daughters | |
daughter, please | |
it' s me | |
tell me what you' ve seen | |
daughter, please | |
spare me | |
old men' s voices screaming | |
and soon we' ll sleep | |
in pieces on the street | |
all the pretty children sharpening their blades | |
where my daughter passes only ruins remain |