Song | Feral Chile |
Artist | The Acorn |
Album | Tin Fist |
作曲 : Acorn, Klausener | |
it started with a seed | |
it formed the worst of me | |
marked by tongues and seeds | |
of cold tranquility | |
but things are getting better | |
with lust and spoonfuls of pity | |
you turned this heart into a city | |
pirates in the streets | |
your loves kept underneath | |
things are getting better | |
things are getting better | |
of all the sails you said you carry by your sides | |
it didnt miss the wind or the daily dice | |
and everything you did | |
couldnt keep me any further from the truth | |
no, everything you did | |
couldnt keep me any further from the proof | |
things are getting better | |
things are getting better | |
yeah, things are getting better | |
curse the love you left in this city | |
curse the love you left in this city | |
curse the love you left in this city | |
curse the love you left in this city | |
curse the love you left in this city | |
curse the love you left in this city | |
curse the love you left in this city | |
oh curse the love you left in this city |
zuò qǔ : Acorn, Klausener | |
it started with a seed | |
it formed the worst of me | |
marked by tongues and seeds | |
of cold tranquility | |
but things are getting better | |
with lust and spoonfuls of pity | |
you turned this heart into a city | |
pirates in the streets | |
your loves kept underneath | |
things are getting better | |
things are getting better | |
of all the sails you said you carry by your sides | |
it didnt miss the wind or the daily dice | |
and everything you did | |
couldnt keep me any further from the truth | |
no, everything you did | |
couldnt keep me any further from the proof | |
things are getting better | |
things are getting better | |
yeah, things are getting better | |
curse the love you left in this city | |
curse the love you left in this city | |
curse the love you left in this city | |
curse the love you left in this city | |
curse the love you left in this city | |
curse the love you left in this city | |
curse the love you left in this city | |
oh curse the love you left in this city |