作词 : Jacobs, Miguel, Saller ... | |
A wraith with an angel's body | |
A demon with a smile of gold | |
You soul sucker | |
I won't become like you | |
A killer armed with perfect weapons | |
Crystal eyes and a heart of coal | |
You soul sucker | |
I won't lose myself in you | |
Look how pretty she is | |
When she falls down | |
Now there's no beauty in | |
Bleeding mascara | |
Lips are quivering | |
Like a withering rose | |
She's back again | |
What the **** do you think love means | |
It's much more than words and more than feelings | |
Sucking me dry | |
Is my marrow that sweet | |
Dead lovers have left a trail of | |
Broken hearts and misspent hopes | |
Sucking them dry | |
Does their marrow taste of sweetness | |
Sweetness | |
I hope you choke | |
Look how pretty she is | |
When she falls down | |
And there's no beauty in | |
Bleeding mascara | |
Lips are quivering | |
Like a withering rose | |
She's back again | |
She's back |
zuo ci : Jacobs, Miguel, Saller ... | |
A wraith with an angel' s body | |
A demon with a smile of gold | |
You soul sucker | |
I won' t become like you | |
A killer armed with perfect weapons | |
Crystal eyes and a heart of coal | |
You soul sucker | |
I won' t lose myself in you | |
Look how pretty she is | |
When she falls down | |
Now there' s no beauty in | |
Bleeding mascara | |
Lips are quivering | |
Like a withering rose | |
She' s back again | |
What the do you think love means | |
It' s much more than words and more than feelings | |
Sucking me dry | |
Is my marrow that sweet | |
Dead lovers have left a trail of | |
Broken hearts and misspent hopes | |
Sucking them dry | |
Does their marrow taste of sweetness | |
Sweetness | |
I hope you choke | |
Look how pretty she is | |
When she falls down | |
And there' s no beauty in | |
Bleeding mascara | |
Lips are quivering | |
Like a withering rose | |
She' s back again | |
She' s back |
zuò cí : Jacobs, Miguel, Saller ... | |
A wraith with an angel' s body | |
A demon with a smile of gold | |
You soul sucker | |
I won' t become like you | |
A killer armed with perfect weapons | |
Crystal eyes and a heart of coal | |
You soul sucker | |
I won' t lose myself in you | |
Look how pretty she is | |
When she falls down | |
Now there' s no beauty in | |
Bleeding mascara | |
Lips are quivering | |
Like a withering rose | |
She' s back again | |
What the do you think love means | |
It' s much more than words and more than feelings | |
Sucking me dry | |
Is my marrow that sweet | |
Dead lovers have left a trail of | |
Broken hearts and misspent hopes | |
Sucking them dry | |
Does their marrow taste of sweetness | |
Sweetness | |
I hope you choke | |
Look how pretty she is | |
When she falls down | |
And there' s no beauty in | |
Bleeding mascara | |
Lips are quivering | |
Like a withering rose | |
She' s back again | |
She' s back |