Song | Swinging Lovers |
Artist | No Knife |
Album | Riot For Romance! |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : No Knife | |
Difficult to hope for more, is this what you call a weapon? | |
(I damage myself just for you) | |
Offered up to strangers but I could've forgiven you anything. | |
I've arranged these chains like a work of art, | |
but nobody gets it so far. | |
All they see is the old scar. | |
I'm pulling it back to cut some more. | |
Oh, but this is madness. | |
It suggests what I've become. | |
Oh, but this is madness. | |
We forget but we can't move on. | |
Forward til we catch you all and sickened when the chase is done. | |
(I damaged myself just for you) | |
With lipstick and a pretty face, | |
dancing on spider's legs my love. | |
I've arranged this shame like a broken heart but nobody gets it so far. | |
All they see is the old scar so I'm pulling it back to cut some more. | |
Spotlight for the bursting star exploding in my outstretched arms. | |
Hollywood death is not the same. |
zuo qu : No Knife | |
Difficult to hope for more, is this what you call a weapon? | |
I damage myself just for you | |
Offered up to strangers but I could' ve forgiven you anything. | |
I' ve arranged these chains like a work of art, | |
but nobody gets it so far. | |
All they see is the old scar. | |
I' m pulling it back to cut some more. | |
Oh, but this is madness. | |
It suggests what I' ve become. | |
Oh, but this is madness. | |
We forget but we can' t move on. | |
Forward til we catch you all and sickened when the chase is done. | |
I damaged myself just for you | |
With lipstick and a pretty face, | |
dancing on spider' s legs my love. | |
I' ve arranged this shame like a broken heart but nobody gets it so far. | |
All they see is the old scar so I' m pulling it back to cut some more. | |
Spotlight for the bursting star exploding in my outstretched arms. | |
Hollywood death is not the same. |
zuò qǔ : No Knife | |
Difficult to hope for more, is this what you call a weapon? | |
I damage myself just for you | |
Offered up to strangers but I could' ve forgiven you anything. | |
I' ve arranged these chains like a work of art, | |
but nobody gets it so far. | |
All they see is the old scar. | |
I' m pulling it back to cut some more. | |
Oh, but this is madness. | |
It suggests what I' ve become. | |
Oh, but this is madness. | |
We forget but we can' t move on. | |
Forward til we catch you all and sickened when the chase is done. | |
I damaged myself just for you | |
With lipstick and a pretty face, | |
dancing on spider' s legs my love. | |
I' ve arranged this shame like a broken heart but nobody gets it so far. | |
All they see is the old scar so I' m pulling it back to cut some more. | |
Spotlight for the bursting star exploding in my outstretched arms. | |
Hollywood death is not the same. |