歌曲 | Full Moon |
歌手 | Bike for Three! |
专辑 | So Much Forever |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
How did it bleed? It bled like fire. | |
Je retiens l'écume de ton sommeil. | |
When the winds are changing, begins the raging. | |
Sins are strange and within the range. | |
When we're being electrocuted, dreaming and echoes disputed. | |
Who can sleep at a time like this? | |
When we're being chased by devils, erased by levels, | |
Revels in the chaos, embraced by rebels, | |
Lives are being darkened, knives are being sharpened. | |
Who can sleep at a time like this? | |
The sun is exploding, gun is unloading. | |
A girl with a sense of fun and foreboding. | |
Tie my wrists and find my kiss. | |
Who can sleep at a time like this? | |
Reviens- moi à ton réveil. | |
When the weights are lifting, the plates are shifting, | |
Places are traded and fates are drifting. | |
When Audrey is Hepburn, an obvious left turn, | |
Who can sleep at a time like this? | |
Citizen and number. Minimum and younger. | |
A word in private. A synonym for hunger. | |
Tie my wrists and find my kiss. | |
Who can sleep at a time like this? | |
Je retiens l'écume de ton sommeil. | |
Actions mechanical. The fashions are flammable. | |
Cameras are flashing. Passions are animal. | |
Deeply sacred. Uniquely vacant. | |
Sleepy hatred. Completely naked. | |
Fade to black and highlight red. | |
The accepted voidage of a finite bed. | |
Tie my wrists and find my kiss. | |
Who can sleep at a time like this? |
How did it bleed? It bled like fire. | |
Je retiens l'e cume de ton sommeil. | |
When the winds are changing, begins the raging. | |
Sins are strange and within the range. | |
When we' re being electrocuted, dreaming and echoes disputed. | |
Who can sleep at a time like this? | |
When we' re being chased by devils, erased by levels, | |
Revels in the chaos, embraced by rebels, | |
Lives are being darkened, knives are being sharpened. | |
Who can sleep at a time like this? | |
The sun is exploding, gun is unloading. | |
A girl with a sense of fun and foreboding. | |
Tie my wrists and find my kiss. | |
Who can sleep at a time like this? | |
Reviens moi a ton re veil. | |
When the weights are lifting, the plates are shifting, | |
Places are traded and fates are drifting. | |
When Audrey is Hepburn, an obvious left turn, | |
Who can sleep at a time like this? | |
Citizen and number. Minimum and younger. | |
A word in private. A synonym for hunger. | |
Tie my wrists and find my kiss. | |
Who can sleep at a time like this? | |
Je retiens l'e cume de ton sommeil. | |
Actions mechanical. The fashions are flammable. | |
Cameras are flashing. Passions are animal. | |
Deeply sacred. Uniquely vacant. | |
Sleepy hatred. Completely naked. | |
Fade to black and highlight red. | |
The accepted voidage of a finite bed. | |
Tie my wrists and find my kiss. | |
Who can sleep at a time like this? |
How did it bleed? It bled like fire. | |
Je retiens l'é cume de ton sommeil. | |
When the winds are changing, begins the raging. | |
Sins are strange and within the range. | |
When we' re being electrocuted, dreaming and echoes disputed. | |
Who can sleep at a time like this? | |
When we' re being chased by devils, erased by levels, | |
Revels in the chaos, embraced by rebels, | |
Lives are being darkened, knives are being sharpened. | |
Who can sleep at a time like this? | |
The sun is exploding, gun is unloading. | |
A girl with a sense of fun and foreboding. | |
Tie my wrists and find my kiss. | |
Who can sleep at a time like this? | |
Reviens moi à ton ré veil. | |
When the weights are lifting, the plates are shifting, | |
Places are traded and fates are drifting. | |
When Audrey is Hepburn, an obvious left turn, | |
Who can sleep at a time like this? | |
Citizen and number. Minimum and younger. | |
A word in private. A synonym for hunger. | |
Tie my wrists and find my kiss. | |
Who can sleep at a time like this? | |
Je retiens l'é cume de ton sommeil. | |
Actions mechanical. The fashions are flammable. | |
Cameras are flashing. Passions are animal. | |
Deeply sacred. Uniquely vacant. | |
Sleepy hatred. Completely naked. | |
Fade to black and highlight red. | |
The accepted voidage of a finite bed. | |
Tie my wrists and find my kiss. | |
Who can sleep at a time like this? |