Life Like Weeds Lyrics
| Song | Life Like Weeds |
| Artist | Modest Mouse |
| Album | The Moon & Antarctica |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Brock, Modest Mouse | |
| In this life like weeds you're just a rock to me | |
| You're just a rock to me you're just a rock to me | |
| And in this life like weeds you're just a rock to me | |
| And in this life like weeds and in this life like weeds | |
| I could have told you all that | |
| I love you | |
| And in the places you go you'll see the place where you're from | |
| I could have told you all that | |
| I love you | |
| And in the faces you meet you'll see the place where you'll die | |
| I could have told you all that | |
| I love you | |
| And on the day that you die you'll see the people you met | |
| I could have told you all that | |
| I love you | |
| And in the faces you see, you'll see just who you've been | |
| I wish I could have told you all | |
| In this life like weeds, in this life like weeds | |
| Eyes need us to see, hearts need us to bleed | |
| In this life like weeds you're a rock to me | |
| I know where you're from but where do you belong? | |
| In this life like weeds you're the dirt | |
| I breatheIn this life like weeds you're a rock to me | |
| In this life like weeds, in this life like weeds | |
| I know where you're from but where do you belong? | |
| In this life like weeds, eyes need us to see | |
| Hearts need us to bleed, in this life like weeds | |
| In this life like weeds you're the dirt | |
| I breatheAll this talkin' all the time and the air fills up, up, up | |
| Until there's nothin' left to breathe | |
| And you think you feel almost everything | |
| And we know in there that our hearts | |
| Are just made out of strings | |
| To be pulled, strings to be pulled | |
| So you think you've figured out everything? | |
| But we know in there that our minds | |
| Are just made out of strings | |
| To be pulled, strings to be pulled | |
| All this talkin' all the time and the air fills up, up, up | |
| Until there's nothing left to breathe | |
| Up until there's nothin' left to speak | |
| Up until the better parts of space |
| zuo ci : Brock, Modest Mouse | |
| In this life like weeds you' re just a rock to me | |
| You' re just a rock to me you' re just a rock to me | |
| And in this life like weeds you' re just a rock to me | |
| And in this life like weeds and in this life like weeds | |
| I could have told you all that | |
| I love you | |
| And in the places you go you' ll see the place where you' re from | |
| I could have told you all that | |
| I love you | |
| And in the faces you meet you' ll see the place where you' ll die | |
| I could have told you all that | |
| I love you | |
| And on the day that you die you' ll see the people you met | |
| I could have told you all that | |
| I love you | |
| And in the faces you see, you' ll see just who you' ve been | |
| I wish I could have told you all | |
| In this life like weeds, in this life like weeds | |
| Eyes need us to see, hearts need us to bleed | |
| In this life like weeds you' re a rock to me | |
| I know where you' re from but where do you belong? | |
| In this life like weeds you' re the dirt | |
| I breatheIn this life like weeds you' re a rock to me | |
| In this life like weeds, in this life like weeds | |
| I know where you' re from but where do you belong? | |
| In this life like weeds, eyes need us to see | |
| Hearts need us to bleed, in this life like weeds | |
| In this life like weeds you' re the dirt | |
| I breatheAll this talkin' all the time and the air fills up, up, up | |
| Until there' s nothin' left to breathe | |
| And you think you feel almost everything | |
| And we know in there that our hearts | |
| Are just made out of strings | |
| To be pulled, strings to be pulled | |
| So you think you' ve figured out everything? | |
| But we know in there that our minds | |
| Are just made out of strings | |
| To be pulled, strings to be pulled | |
| All this talkin' all the time and the air fills up, up, up | |
| Until there' s nothing left to breathe | |
| Up until there' s nothin' left to speak | |
| Up until the better parts of space |
| zuò cí : Brock, Modest Mouse | |
| In this life like weeds you' re just a rock to me | |
| You' re just a rock to me you' re just a rock to me | |
| And in this life like weeds you' re just a rock to me | |
| And in this life like weeds and in this life like weeds | |
| I could have told you all that | |
| I love you | |
| And in the places you go you' ll see the place where you' re from | |
| I could have told you all that | |
| I love you | |
| And in the faces you meet you' ll see the place where you' ll die | |
| I could have told you all that | |
| I love you | |
| And on the day that you die you' ll see the people you met | |
| I could have told you all that | |
| I love you | |
| And in the faces you see, you' ll see just who you' ve been | |
| I wish I could have told you all | |
| In this life like weeds, in this life like weeds | |
| Eyes need us to see, hearts need us to bleed | |
| In this life like weeds you' re a rock to me | |
| I know where you' re from but where do you belong? | |
| In this life like weeds you' re the dirt | |
| I breatheIn this life like weeds you' re a rock to me | |
| In this life like weeds, in this life like weeds | |
| I know where you' re from but where do you belong? | |
| In this life like weeds, eyes need us to see | |
| Hearts need us to bleed, in this life like weeds | |
| In this life like weeds you' re the dirt | |
| I breatheAll this talkin' all the time and the air fills up, up, up | |
| Until there' s nothin' left to breathe | |
| And you think you feel almost everything | |
| And we know in there that our hearts | |
| Are just made out of strings | |
| To be pulled, strings to be pulled | |
| So you think you' ve figured out everything? | |
| But we know in there that our minds | |
| Are just made out of strings | |
| To be pulled, strings to be pulled | |
| All this talkin' all the time and the air fills up, up, up | |
| Until there' s nothing left to breathe | |
| Up until there' s nothin' left to speak | |
| Up until the better parts of space |
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