歌曲 | Candy's Last Day |
歌手 | Parker and Lily |
专辑 | The Low Lows |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Noon, Wolfe | |
Ask around, | |
It's Candy's last day. | |
Pills in her pockets, | |
There's a smile on her face | |
Now and then her eyes glaze | |
& she waves. | |
See her cry | |
But not very hard | |
A short stab of something | |
Slips under her guard | |
And blocks the sound of passing cars | |
And stops the wound-up stars. | |
Candy's kiss is a red weal | |
Slow slip & sweet spill | |
Candy's eyes are islands but her hands are gulls | |
& can't be still | |
Candy's eyes are islands | |
In a rising tide. | |
All ships that sail on her seas | |
& all planes that fly | |
Sink below the surface, | |
Fall down from the sky | |
Candy's kiss is a red weal | |
Slow slip & sweet spill | |
Candy's eyes are islands but her hands are gulls | |
& can't be still | |
& fly away | |
On Candy's last day. |
zuo qu : Noon, Wolfe | |
Ask around, | |
It' s Candy' s last day. | |
Pills in her pockets, | |
There' s a smile on her face | |
Now and then her eyes glaze | |
she waves. | |
See her cry | |
But not very hard | |
A short stab of something | |
Slips under her guard | |
And blocks the sound of passing cars | |
And stops the woundup stars. | |
Candy' s kiss is a red weal | |
Slow slip sweet spill | |
Candy' s eyes are islands but her hands are gulls | |
can' t be still | |
Candy' s eyes are islands | |
In a rising tide. | |
All ships that sail on her seas | |
all planes that fly | |
Sink below the surface, | |
Fall down from the sky | |
Candy' s kiss is a red weal | |
Slow slip sweet spill | |
Candy' s eyes are islands but her hands are gulls | |
can' t be still | |
fly away | |
On Candy' s last day. |
zuò qǔ : Noon, Wolfe | |
Ask around, | |
It' s Candy' s last day. | |
Pills in her pockets, | |
There' s a smile on her face | |
Now and then her eyes glaze | |
she waves. | |
See her cry | |
But not very hard | |
A short stab of something | |
Slips under her guard | |
And blocks the sound of passing cars | |
And stops the woundup stars. | |
Candy' s kiss is a red weal | |
Slow slip sweet spill | |
Candy' s eyes are islands but her hands are gulls | |
can' t be still | |
Candy' s eyes are islands | |
In a rising tide. | |
All ships that sail on her seas | |
all planes that fly | |
Sink below the surface, | |
Fall down from the sky | |
Candy' s kiss is a red weal | |
Slow slip sweet spill | |
Candy' s eyes are islands but her hands are gulls | |
can' t be still | |
fly away | |
On Candy' s last day. |