Song | Fangela |
Artist | Here We Go Magic |
Album | Here We Go Magic |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Temple | |
Fangela | |
Look at me | |
All is yours till the morning comes | |
Fangela | |
Look and see | |
Feast your eyes on a winded world | |
OK | |
On first impression | |
And he barely made a dent | |
He had the appearance | |
Of a talking fog | |
And then the fog | |
You can even realize | |
Your bloodless lips | |
You've gotta move | |
You've gotta move | |
Fangela | |
Look at me | |
All is yours till the morning comes | |
Fangela | |
Look and see | |
Feast your eyes on a winded world | |
OK | |
You thought you saw | |
a funny shadow on the wall | |
With colored eyes | |
and a hissing sound | |
That's just the devil | |
come to petrify your soul | |
You've gotta move | |
You've gotta move | |
You've gotta move | |
Fangela | |
Look at me | |
All is yours till the morning comes | |
Fangela | |
Look and see | |
Feast your eyes on a winded world | |
OK |
zuo qu : Temple | |
Fangela | |
Look at me | |
All is yours till the morning comes | |
Fangela | |
Look and see | |
Feast your eyes on a winded world | |
OK | |
On first impression | |
And he barely made a dent | |
He had the appearance | |
Of a talking fog | |
And then the fog | |
You can even realize | |
Your bloodless lips | |
You' ve gotta move | |
You' ve gotta move | |
Fangela | |
Look at me | |
All is yours till the morning comes | |
Fangela | |
Look and see | |
Feast your eyes on a winded world | |
OK | |
You thought you saw | |
a funny shadow on the wall | |
With colored eyes | |
and a hissing sound | |
That' s just the devil | |
come to petrify your soul | |
You' ve gotta move | |
You' ve gotta move | |
You' ve gotta move | |
Fangela | |
Look at me | |
All is yours till the morning comes | |
Fangela | |
Look and see | |
Feast your eyes on a winded world | |
OK |
zuò qǔ : Temple | |
Fangela | |
Look at me | |
All is yours till the morning comes | |
Fangela | |
Look and see | |
Feast your eyes on a winded world | |
OK | |
On first impression | |
And he barely made a dent | |
He had the appearance | |
Of a talking fog | |
And then the fog | |
You can even realize | |
Your bloodless lips | |
You' ve gotta move | |
You' ve gotta move | |
Fangela | |
Look at me | |
All is yours till the morning comes | |
Fangela | |
Look and see | |
Feast your eyes on a winded world | |
OK | |
You thought you saw | |
a funny shadow on the wall | |
With colored eyes | |
and a hissing sound | |
That' s just the devil | |
come to petrify your soul | |
You' ve gotta move | |
You' ve gotta move | |
You' ve gotta move | |
Fangela | |
Look at me | |
All is yours till the morning comes | |
Fangela | |
Look and see | |
Feast your eyes on a winded world | |
OK |