Song | Sweet Water Kill (The Ocean Song) |
Artist | Rasputina |
Album | Cabin Fever |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Creager | |
Loose lips | |
sink ships. | |
Salt sips, rose hips. | |
All along it was the ocean's song | |
That called me down to listen to her. | |
Standing drenched by a 40ft. coral fence | |
A swiftly dripping ripple. | |
Watching saltclouds billow. Brimming and brand-new. | |
Down below, I will follow what bubbles tell me to. | |
All along, it was the ocean's song | |
That called me down to listen to her. | |
Swirling still, in a Sweet Water Kill. | |
A swiftly sifting riptide. | |
You know that old song. From far | |
Far away. Not too long. Drifting along. | |
Down in the Sweet Water. | |
Dead weight sink straight. | |
Why? | |
All along it was the ocean's song | |
That called me down to listen to her. | |
Standing still in a Sweet Water Kill. | |
Swiftly siffting ripple. | |
Down in the Sweet Water. | |
You know that old song... |
zuo qu : Creager | |
Loose lips | |
sink ships. | |
Salt sips, rose hips. | |
All along it was the ocean' s song | |
That called me down to listen to her. | |
Standing drenched by a 40ft. coral fence | |
A swiftly dripping ripple. | |
Watching saltclouds billow. Brimming and brandnew. | |
Down below, I will follow what bubbles tell me to. | |
All along, it was the ocean' s song | |
That called me down to listen to her. | |
Swirling still, in a Sweet Water Kill. | |
A swiftly sifting riptide. | |
You know that old song. From far | |
Far away. Not too long. Drifting along. | |
Down in the Sweet Water. | |
Dead weight sink straight. | |
Why? | |
All along it was the ocean' s song | |
That called me down to listen to her. | |
Standing still in a Sweet Water Kill. | |
Swiftly siffting ripple. | |
Down in the Sweet Water. | |
You know that old song... |
zuò qǔ : Creager | |
Loose lips | |
sink ships. | |
Salt sips, rose hips. | |
All along it was the ocean' s song | |
That called me down to listen to her. | |
Standing drenched by a 40ft. coral fence | |
A swiftly dripping ripple. | |
Watching saltclouds billow. Brimming and brandnew. | |
Down below, I will follow what bubbles tell me to. | |
All along, it was the ocean' s song | |
That called me down to listen to her. | |
Swirling still, in a Sweet Water Kill. | |
A swiftly sifting riptide. | |
You know that old song. From far | |
Far away. Not too long. Drifting along. | |
Down in the Sweet Water. | |
Dead weight sink straight. | |
Why? | |
All along it was the ocean' s song | |
That called me down to listen to her. | |
Standing still in a Sweet Water Kill. | |
Swiftly siffting ripple. | |
Down in the Sweet Water. | |
You know that old song... |