Song | Feathers and Furs |
Artist | No Knife |
Album | Riot For Romance! |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : No Knife | |
softly as she falls, eva's come undone. | |
it's what she wanted. girl as mad as birds. | |
eva's come undone. it's what she wanted. | |
and when she comes undone we look away, | |
but i like the way her hair looks in this light; | |
like smoke and dreams | |
and ghosts that breathe | |
and fade to die beneath the first rays | |
of the last day. | |
oh, no it's over. when she's fast asleep she shakes | |
her head to wave the ghosts away. | |
her heart full of echoes, her head full of pills. | |
she wakes up in make up, in feathers and furs. | |
when she comes undone we look away, | |
but i like the way her hair looks in this light; | |
like smoke and dreams | |
and ghosts that breathe | |
and fade to die beneath the first rays | |
of her last day. | |
oh, no it's over. borne of tears in sleeping eyes | |
we severed hands that troubled time | |
and chased a dream that | |
lost its life forever in a song. |
zuo qu : No Knife | |
softly as she falls, eva' s come undone. | |
it' s what she wanted. girl as mad as birds. | |
eva' s come undone. it' s what she wanted. | |
and when she comes undone we look away, | |
but i like the way her hair looks in this light | |
like smoke and dreams | |
and ghosts that breathe | |
and fade to die beneath the first rays | |
of the last day. | |
oh, no it' s over. when she' s fast asleep she shakes | |
her head to wave the ghosts away. | |
her heart full of echoes, her head full of pills. | |
she wakes up in make up, in feathers and furs. | |
when she comes undone we look away, | |
but i like the way her hair looks in this light | |
like smoke and dreams | |
and ghosts that breathe | |
and fade to die beneath the first rays | |
of her last day. | |
oh, no it' s over. borne of tears in sleeping eyes | |
we severed hands that troubled time | |
and chased a dream that | |
lost its life forever in a song. |
zuò qǔ : No Knife | |
softly as she falls, eva' s come undone. | |
it' s what she wanted. girl as mad as birds. | |
eva' s come undone. it' s what she wanted. | |
and when she comes undone we look away, | |
but i like the way her hair looks in this light | |
like smoke and dreams | |
and ghosts that breathe | |
and fade to die beneath the first rays | |
of the last day. | |
oh, no it' s over. when she' s fast asleep she shakes | |
her head to wave the ghosts away. | |
her heart full of echoes, her head full of pills. | |
she wakes up in make up, in feathers and furs. | |
when she comes undone we look away, | |
but i like the way her hair looks in this light | |
like smoke and dreams | |
and ghosts that breathe | |
and fade to die beneath the first rays | |
of her last day. | |
oh, no it' s over. borne of tears in sleeping eyes | |
we severed hands that troubled time | |
and chased a dream that | |
lost its life forever in a song. |