Song | Still Burning |
Artist | Lydia Lunch |
Album | Drowning in Limbo |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Howard | |
Take the wheel, of the world, | |
And drive, drive, drive, drive, drive. | |
Quick as a gun. | |
Blind like a ghost. | |
I catch most things in my blood | |
You all lose between rooms... | |
One last gasp before I go... | |
Your crystal skin laced with rust | |
Laced with rust, laced with rust... | |
Take the wheel of the world and drive | |
One blood lust glance of the milky way. | |
Two shots, one in a million, | |
Short-circuits a billion light years away... | |
Down here it rains blood and milk for months, | |
The zulus are getting too strong to play with no more, | |
No more, no more... | |
Take the wheel of the world and drive... | |
A pocket too fulluva stars | |
Too hot to handle alone... | |
Burning a hole, smouldering footsteps that lead to a heart | |
Mine, yours, who cares, it still burns, | |
Still borne, | |
I'm still burning | |
Burning down... | |
Take the wheel of the world and drive... |
zuo ci : Howard | |
Take the wheel, of the world, | |
And drive, drive, drive, drive, drive. | |
Quick as a gun. | |
Blind like a ghost. | |
I catch most things in my blood | |
You all lose between rooms... | |
One last gasp before I go... | |
Your crystal skin laced with rust | |
Laced with rust, laced with rust... | |
Take the wheel of the world and drive | |
One blood lust glance of the milky way. | |
Two shots, one in a million, | |
Shortcircuits a billion light years away... | |
Down here it rains blood and milk for months, | |
The zulus are getting too strong to play with no more, | |
No more, no more... | |
Take the wheel of the world and drive... | |
A pocket too fulluva stars | |
Too hot to handle alone... | |
Burning a hole, smouldering footsteps that lead to a heart | |
Mine, yours, who cares, it still burns, | |
Still borne, | |
I' m still burning | |
Burning down... | |
Take the wheel of the world and drive... |
zuò cí : Howard | |
Take the wheel, of the world, | |
And drive, drive, drive, drive, drive. | |
Quick as a gun. | |
Blind like a ghost. | |
I catch most things in my blood | |
You all lose between rooms... | |
One last gasp before I go... | |
Your crystal skin laced with rust | |
Laced with rust, laced with rust... | |
Take the wheel of the world and drive | |
One blood lust glance of the milky way. | |
Two shots, one in a million, | |
Shortcircuits a billion light years away... | |
Down here it rains blood and milk for months, | |
The zulus are getting too strong to play with no more, | |
No more, no more... | |
Take the wheel of the world and drive... | |
A pocket too fulluva stars | |
Too hot to handle alone... | |
Burning a hole, smouldering footsteps that lead to a heart | |
Mine, yours, who cares, it still burns, | |
Still borne, | |
I' m still burning | |
Burning down... | |
Take the wheel of the world and drive... |