Song | Anthema |
Artist | Loudermilk |
Album | The Red Record |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Carpenter, Ingersoll | |
Love you, she said as though it were true | |
Falling, head over heels into you | |
Now I, am pregnant with our baby boy | |
Forever, your lover, and sufferer. | |
Giver of life, and the nail in my soul | |
Misses Anthema, the story grows old | |
Still the same boy, that was sewn from your ground.. | |
It's the weight of you pulling me down | |
Love you, he said and knew it was true. | |
I can't be in this marriage with you | |
Now this is our second child in my womb | |
No longer, your lover, and sufferer. | |
Rivers of love, and a trust so betrayed | |
Misses Anthema, the bed that we've made | |
Still the same boy that was sewn from your ground... | |
It's the weight of you pulling me down | |
And you lie as the vultures surround | |
The height that | |
I push up my halo could come crashing i | |
I come crashing.. like a wave. | |
Giver of life, and the nail in my soul | |
Misses Anthema, the story grows old | |
Still the same boy, that was screaming inside | |
Pushing my youth, through that years of my life | |
Forever we trust in | |
Forever this sound | |
It's the weight of you pulling me down. | |
It's anthema, my voice, and this sound. |
zuo qu : Carpenter, Ingersoll | |
Love you, she said as though it were true | |
Falling, head over heels into you | |
Now I, am pregnant with our baby boy | |
Forever, your lover, and sufferer. | |
Giver of life, and the nail in my soul | |
Misses Anthema, the story grows old | |
Still the same boy, that was sewn from your ground.. | |
It' s the weight of you pulling me down | |
Love you, he said and knew it was true. | |
I can' t be in this marriage with you | |
Now this is our second child in my womb | |
No longer, your lover, and sufferer. | |
Rivers of love, and a trust so betrayed | |
Misses Anthema, the bed that we' ve made | |
Still the same boy that was sewn from your ground... | |
It' s the weight of you pulling me down | |
And you lie as the vultures surround | |
The height that | |
I push up my halo could come crashing i | |
I come crashing.. like a wave. | |
Giver of life, and the nail in my soul | |
Misses Anthema, the story grows old | |
Still the same boy, that was screaming inside | |
Pushing my youth, through that years of my life | |
Forever we trust in | |
Forever this sound | |
It' s the weight of you pulling me down. | |
It' s anthema, my voice, and this sound. |
zuò qǔ : Carpenter, Ingersoll | |
Love you, she said as though it were true | |
Falling, head over heels into you | |
Now I, am pregnant with our baby boy | |
Forever, your lover, and sufferer. | |
Giver of life, and the nail in my soul | |
Misses Anthema, the story grows old | |
Still the same boy, that was sewn from your ground.. | |
It' s the weight of you pulling me down | |
Love you, he said and knew it was true. | |
I can' t be in this marriage with you | |
Now this is our second child in my womb | |
No longer, your lover, and sufferer. | |
Rivers of love, and a trust so betrayed | |
Misses Anthema, the bed that we' ve made | |
Still the same boy that was sewn from your ground... | |
It' s the weight of you pulling me down | |
And you lie as the vultures surround | |
The height that | |
I push up my halo could come crashing i | |
I come crashing.. like a wave. | |
Giver of life, and the nail in my soul | |
Misses Anthema, the story grows old | |
Still the same boy, that was screaming inside | |
Pushing my youth, through that years of my life | |
Forever we trust in | |
Forever this sound | |
It' s the weight of you pulling me down. | |
It' s anthema, my voice, and this sound. |