Song | Mouse in a Hole |
Artist | Heavy Stereo |
Album | Deja Voodoo |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : GEM | |
Living in a house with your mates and a mouse | |
That runs around the kitchen. | |
To living in a flat with your girl and a cat. | |
Her pictures fixtures and fittings. | |
Blocked any feelings that I’d found | |
In the rain old town … London | |
There I’d go man burning slow man, | |
Missing more than hitting. | |
Sinking low in a caffeine glow | |
And daytime television. | |
Any fear I’d hide behind | |
Like a mouse in a hole | |
All tunnel vision. Singing… | |
Is this my life? | |
Then it’s killing me somewhere | |
It’s killing me somewhere | |
Yeah? | |
Like one big dream that worked out real. | |
It came right at me wailing. | |
It ram down my street. | |
Scraping its teeth along my mental railings. | |
Saying waking up time | |
Waking up time. | |
Remember this thing so well | |
“This is the here and all you’ve got now” | |
So ready or not, go get your something. | |
Singing… |
zuo ci : GEM | |
Living in a house with your mates and a mouse | |
That runs around the kitchen. | |
To living in a flat with your girl and a cat. | |
Her pictures fixtures and fittings. | |
Blocked any feelings that I' d found | |
In the rain old town London | |
There I' d go man burning slow man, | |
Missing more than hitting. | |
Sinking low in a caffeine glow | |
And daytime television. | |
Any fear I' d hide behind | |
Like a mouse in a hole | |
All tunnel vision. Singing | |
Is this my life? | |
Then it' s killing me somewhere | |
It' s killing me somewhere | |
Yeah? | |
Like one big dream that worked out real. | |
It came right at me wailing. | |
It ram down my street. | |
Scraping its teeth along my mental railings. | |
Saying waking up time | |
Waking up time. | |
Remember this thing so well | |
" This is the here and all you' ve got now" | |
So ready or not, go get your something. | |
Singing |
zuò cí : GEM | |
Living in a house with your mates and a mouse | |
That runs around the kitchen. | |
To living in a flat with your girl and a cat. | |
Her pictures fixtures and fittings. | |
Blocked any feelings that I' d found | |
In the rain old town London | |
There I' d go man burning slow man, | |
Missing more than hitting. | |
Sinking low in a caffeine glow | |
And daytime television. | |
Any fear I' d hide behind | |
Like a mouse in a hole | |
All tunnel vision. Singing | |
Is this my life? | |
Then it' s killing me somewhere | |
It' s killing me somewhere | |
Yeah? | |
Like one big dream that worked out real. | |
It came right at me wailing. | |
It ram down my street. | |
Scraping its teeth along my mental railings. | |
Saying waking up time | |
Waking up time. | |
Remember this thing so well | |
" This is the here and all you' ve got now" | |
So ready or not, go get your something. | |
Singing |