Song | Raider II |
Artist | Steven Wilson |
Album | Catalogue / Preserve / Amass |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Wilson | |
作词 : Wilson | |
A fist will make you understand intention | |
To raise alarm is underhand, so I cut off the phone | |
I bind you up with tape and catch some TV | |
It's getting late, the shadows in the street are watching us | |
Check for fibres in the gaps between the teeth, the floorboards | |
Check the fingerprints, go through the trash | |
Maybe I just wanted some attention | |
Compulsion seeks its own way in rejection of the light | |
Every story needs to have an ending | |
We might as well give up all this pretending and clear the air | |
The night is crawling closer to the action | |
Your mouth is driving me into distraction, you talk too much | |
Well every story needs to have an ending | |
We might as well give up all this pretending and clear the air | |
A plague inside your home, I'm raider | |
Defiling all you own, raider | |
A cat among the crows, I'm raider | |
The butcher and his prose, I'm raider |
zuo qu : Wilson | |
zuo ci : Wilson | |
A fist will make you understand intention | |
To raise alarm is underhand, so I cut off the phone | |
I bind you up with tape and catch some TV | |
It' s getting late, the shadows in the street are watching us | |
Check for fibres in the gaps between the teeth, the floorboards | |
Check the fingerprints, go through the trash | |
Maybe I just wanted some attention | |
Compulsion seeks its own way in rejection of the light | |
Every story needs to have an ending | |
We might as well give up all this pretending and clear the air | |
The night is crawling closer to the action | |
Your mouth is driving me into distraction, you talk too much | |
Well every story needs to have an ending | |
We might as well give up all this pretending and clear the air | |
A plague inside your home, I' m raider | |
Defiling all you own, raider | |
A cat among the crows, I' m raider | |
The butcher and his prose, I' m raider |
zuò qǔ : Wilson | |
zuò cí : Wilson | |
A fist will make you understand intention | |
To raise alarm is underhand, so I cut off the phone | |
I bind you up with tape and catch some TV | |
It' s getting late, the shadows in the street are watching us | |
Check for fibres in the gaps between the teeth, the floorboards | |
Check the fingerprints, go through the trash | |
Maybe I just wanted some attention | |
Compulsion seeks its own way in rejection of the light | |
Every story needs to have an ending | |
We might as well give up all this pretending and clear the air | |
The night is crawling closer to the action | |
Your mouth is driving me into distraction, you talk too much | |
Well every story needs to have an ending | |
We might as well give up all this pretending and clear the air | |
A plague inside your home, I' m raider | |
Defiling all you own, raider | |
A cat among the crows, I' m raider | |
The butcher and his prose, I' m raider |