Song | Feed Me to the Forest |
Artist | The Blood Brothers |
Album | Crimes |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Blood Brothers | |
These hot machine years burning time across your face | |
See the smoke stacks rising up like fuck you towers? | |
My girlfriend sang like a hummingbird today | |
until that cough stole her voice and fed it to the furnance. | |
Shrew laugh, trench throat.. | |
There's a party on the 16th floor. | |
this apartments paper thin walls.... | |
you know your neighbors sobs by heart. | |
Tight coil, cold grin... | |
Highways wrapped around my body like a snake. | |
Got a view of a cement lawn, amputated horizons. | |
Thanks for the survival rags. | |
thanks for the soiled skies. | |
thanks for the fucked up future. | |
We can learn to love misery. | |
Was it just last night | |
that I woke up to a snarling baby? | |
Did I hear it right? | |
He begged his mother, Feed me to the forest! | |
The factory is singing us to sleepless beds tonight. | |
Lungs like twin garbage sacks sucking charcoal breath tonight. | |
Sick squeal, dull moan... | |
Looks like your neighbors found another victim. | |
Screams Help but no one comes. | |
honey won't you turn the TV on? | |
Brown summer, stench wind... | |
the globe spinning one a rusty hinge. | |
Get in your car go to your job | |
like a train that's being robbed. |
zuo qu : Blood Brothers | |
These hot machine years burning time across your face | |
See the smoke stacks rising up like fuck you towers? | |
My girlfriend sang like a hummingbird today | |
until that cough stole her voice and fed it to the furnance. | |
Shrew laugh, trench throat.. | |
There' s a party on the 16th floor. | |
this apartments paper thin walls.... | |
you know your neighbors sobs by heart. | |
Tight coil, cold grin... | |
Highways wrapped around my body like a snake. | |
Got a view of a cement lawn, amputated horizons. | |
Thanks for the survival rags. | |
thanks for the soiled skies. | |
thanks for the fucked up future. | |
We can learn to love misery. | |
Was it just last night | |
that I woke up to a snarling baby? | |
Did I hear it right? | |
He begged his mother, Feed me to the forest! | |
The factory is singing us to sleepless beds tonight. | |
Lungs like twin garbage sacks sucking charcoal breath tonight. | |
Sick squeal, dull moan... | |
Looks like your neighbors found another victim. | |
Screams Help but no one comes. | |
honey won' t you turn the TV on? | |
Brown summer, stench wind... | |
the globe spinning one a rusty hinge. | |
Get in your car go to your job | |
like a train that' s being robbed. |
zuò qǔ : Blood Brothers | |
These hot machine years burning time across your face | |
See the smoke stacks rising up like fuck you towers? | |
My girlfriend sang like a hummingbird today | |
until that cough stole her voice and fed it to the furnance. | |
Shrew laugh, trench throat.. | |
There' s a party on the 16th floor. | |
this apartments paper thin walls.... | |
you know your neighbors sobs by heart. | |
Tight coil, cold grin... | |
Highways wrapped around my body like a snake. | |
Got a view of a cement lawn, amputated horizons. | |
Thanks for the survival rags. | |
thanks for the soiled skies. | |
thanks for the fucked up future. | |
We can learn to love misery. | |
Was it just last night | |
that I woke up to a snarling baby? | |
Did I hear it right? | |
He begged his mother, Feed me to the forest! | |
The factory is singing us to sleepless beds tonight. | |
Lungs like twin garbage sacks sucking charcoal breath tonight. | |
Sick squeal, dull moan... | |
Looks like your neighbors found another victim. | |
Screams Help but no one comes. | |
honey won' t you turn the TV on? | |
Brown summer, stench wind... | |
the globe spinning one a rusty hinge. | |
Get in your car go to your job | |
like a train that' s being robbed. |