Song | Can't Make Your Life |
Artist | Lilys |
Album | Better Can't Make Your Life Better |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Lilys | |
Here now the trouble I'm finding | |
The mountain I am climbing | |
Keeps moving out from under | |
There's nothing I mind when I find | |
My mountain has gotten up to leave | |
And would have left if it weren't for me | |
As the sinister alphabet | |
That makes his first scene | |
Decked out to the nines | |
Arrows in ventricles say what they mean | |
As they whisper you troubles | |
You wish for her | |
Now don't say you don't | |
Oh really I can't, I won't | |
It's not your monsters that I mind | |
Now with the wallet I am missing | |
The bird you're velvet fisting | |
Or licking off some make-up | |
Ain't no new one-trick pony | |
Behind my old door | |
But man, there man | |
He don't know where you've been | |
And if I would share, | |
Would it be cool with him | |
As the sinister alphabet | |
Crashes my scene | |
Decked out to the nines | |
While ale in my oatmeal | |
Has made me quite mean | |
As they whisper your troubles | |
You wish for her (sounds like you miss her) | |
Now don't say you don't | |
Oh really I can't, I won't | |
It's not your monsters that I mind | |
Oh baby, you're better | |
I've packed up my bad vibe | |
So tell me is it really different when the light | |
Is tinted to the point you only see | |
A rosy shadow of the sea | |
Here better can't make your life better | |
And you have everything you need | |
Boxed up your beauty, gone to sleep | |
Out like the lady in his arms | |
Go tell daddy what is wrong | |
There was this trouble I was finding | |
The mountain I was climbing | |
Kept going away | |
And finally went away | |
Far away are all the years | |
You were my little girl of the World | |
Far away are all the years you were....... |
zuo ci : Lilys | |
Here now the trouble I' m finding | |
The mountain I am climbing | |
Keeps moving out from under | |
There' s nothing I mind when I find | |
My mountain has gotten up to leave | |
And would have left if it weren' t for me | |
As the sinister alphabet | |
That makes his first scene | |
Decked out to the nines | |
Arrows in ventricles say what they mean | |
As they whisper you troubles | |
You wish for her | |
Now don' t say you don' t | |
Oh really I can' t, I won' t | |
It' s not your monsters that I mind | |
Now with the wallet I am missing | |
The bird you' re velvet fisting | |
Or licking off some makeup | |
Ain' t no new onetrick pony | |
Behind my old door | |
But man, there man | |
He don' t know where you' ve been | |
And if I would share, | |
Would it be cool with him | |
As the sinister alphabet | |
Crashes my scene | |
Decked out to the nines | |
While ale in my oatmeal | |
Has made me quite mean | |
As they whisper your troubles | |
You wish for her sounds like you miss her | |
Now don' t say you don' t | |
Oh really I can' t, I won' t | |
It' s not your monsters that I mind | |
Oh baby, you' re better | |
I' ve packed up my bad vibe | |
So tell me is it really different when the light | |
Is tinted to the point you only see | |
A rosy shadow of the sea | |
Here better can' t make your life better | |
And you have everything you need | |
Boxed up your beauty, gone to sleep | |
Out like the lady in his arms | |
Go tell daddy what is wrong | |
There was this trouble I was finding | |
The mountain I was climbing | |
Kept going away | |
And finally went away | |
Far away are all the years | |
You were my little girl of the World | |
Far away are all the years you were....... |
zuò cí : Lilys | |
Here now the trouble I' m finding | |
The mountain I am climbing | |
Keeps moving out from under | |
There' s nothing I mind when I find | |
My mountain has gotten up to leave | |
And would have left if it weren' t for me | |
As the sinister alphabet | |
That makes his first scene | |
Decked out to the nines | |
Arrows in ventricles say what they mean | |
As they whisper you troubles | |
You wish for her | |
Now don' t say you don' t | |
Oh really I can' t, I won' t | |
It' s not your monsters that I mind | |
Now with the wallet I am missing | |
The bird you' re velvet fisting | |
Or licking off some makeup | |
Ain' t no new onetrick pony | |
Behind my old door | |
But man, there man | |
He don' t know where you' ve been | |
And if I would share, | |
Would it be cool with him | |
As the sinister alphabet | |
Crashes my scene | |
Decked out to the nines | |
While ale in my oatmeal | |
Has made me quite mean | |
As they whisper your troubles | |
You wish for her sounds like you miss her | |
Now don' t say you don' t | |
Oh really I can' t, I won' t | |
It' s not your monsters that I mind | |
Oh baby, you' re better | |
I' ve packed up my bad vibe | |
So tell me is it really different when the light | |
Is tinted to the point you only see | |
A rosy shadow of the sea | |
Here better can' t make your life better | |
And you have everything you need | |
Boxed up your beauty, gone to sleep | |
Out like the lady in his arms | |
Go tell daddy what is wrong | |
There was this trouble I was finding | |
The mountain I was climbing | |
Kept going away | |
And finally went away | |
Far away are all the years | |
You were my little girl of the World | |
Far away are all the years you were....... |