Song | Thrones Of Love |
Artist | The Pink Mountaintops |
Album | Outside Love |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
How deep is your love? | |
Yeah, tell me how deep is your love? | |
And how you've been making the scene? | |
How deep is your love? | |
Oh, mine was strong but now it has flown | |
Playing, hunted in the streets | |
With a heart full of stitches | |
And daggers in my dreams | |
Singing, la la la… | |
How deep is your love? | |
Yeah, tell me how deep is your love? | |
Oh, mine was cheap and made of plastic | |
Full of holes to stick fingers | |
And when the bodies lost their attraction | |
We sold out all that we had | |
And the girls don't look so pretty | |
To these eyes stung by the city | |
I'll be standing up on the corner | |
Singing, la la la… | |
How deep is your love? | |
Yeah, tell me how deep is your love? | |
And how you've been making the scene? | |
But how deep is your love? |
How deep is your love? | |
Yeah, tell me how deep is your love? | |
And how you' ve been making the scene? | |
How deep is your love? | |
Oh, mine was strong but now it has flown | |
Playing, hunted in the streets | |
With a heart full of stitches | |
And daggers in my dreams | |
Singing, la la la | |
How deep is your love? | |
Yeah, tell me how deep is your love? | |
Oh, mine was cheap and made of plastic | |
Full of holes to stick fingers | |
And when the bodies lost their attraction | |
We sold out all that we had | |
And the girls don' t look so pretty | |
To these eyes stung by the city | |
I' ll be standing up on the corner | |
Singing, la la la | |
How deep is your love? | |
Yeah, tell me how deep is your love? | |
And how you' ve been making the scene? | |
But how deep is your love? |
How deep is your love? | |
Yeah, tell me how deep is your love? | |
And how you' ve been making the scene? | |
How deep is your love? | |
Oh, mine was strong but now it has flown | |
Playing, hunted in the streets | |
With a heart full of stitches | |
And daggers in my dreams | |
Singing, la la la | |
How deep is your love? | |
Yeah, tell me how deep is your love? | |
Oh, mine was cheap and made of plastic | |
Full of holes to stick fingers | |
And when the bodies lost their attraction | |
We sold out all that we had | |
And the girls don' t look so pretty | |
To these eyes stung by the city | |
I' ll be standing up on the corner | |
Singing, la la la | |
How deep is your love? | |
Yeah, tell me how deep is your love? | |
And how you' ve been making the scene? | |
But how deep is your love? |