Song | You'll Be The Death of Me - normal |
Artist | Brian Vander Ark |
Album | Brian Vander Ark |
作曲 : VanderArk | |
I used to know you incomplete | |
Saving souls of men like me | |
In a town that sees things | |
In black and white | |
A young girl was a yellow light | |
The almighty kicked up the dust | |
And it settled on this town | |
He turned the water into wine | |
And he won't turn it back around | |
This hole in the wall | |
Is but a hole in the ground | |
This mobile home has never been | |
The last time it moved | |
I don't know when | |
The wheels came off, | |
But couldn't rust | |
And I settled here | |
Just like the dust | |
With armsThat could not keep you | |
From the pull of gravity | |
Or the prayers put upon | |
Your rearview mirror rosary | |
The day that you start living, | |
That'll be the death of me | |
You haven't done the crime | |
And it feels like doing time | |
And you think | |
That you have had enough | |
If you leave this bed | |
Then leave a bullet in my head' | |
Cause I know | |
I lived enough | |
This should be enough | |
I'll think about my soul to save | |
When one foot's planted in my grave | |
And with that said, you left me there | |
The dust too much for you to bear | |
Oh, Jesus kick a cloud | |
And let it rain down on me | |
I put about a thousand prayers | |
On her rosary | |
The day that she starts living, | |
That'll be the death of me |
zuò qǔ : VanderArk | |
I used to know you incomplete | |
Saving souls of men like me | |
In a town that sees things | |
In black and white | |
A young girl was a yellow light | |
The almighty kicked up the dust | |
And it settled on this town | |
He turned the water into wine | |
And he won' t turn it back around | |
This hole in the wall | |
Is but a hole in the ground | |
This mobile home has never been | |
The last time it moved | |
I don' t know when | |
The wheels came off, | |
But couldn' t rust | |
And I settled here | |
Just like the dust | |
With armsThat could not keep you | |
From the pull of gravity | |
Or the prayers put upon | |
Your rearview mirror rosary | |
The day that you start living, | |
That' ll be the death of me | |
You haven' t done the crime | |
And it feels like doing time | |
And you think | |
That you have had enough | |
If you leave this bed | |
Then leave a bullet in my head' | |
Cause I know | |
I lived enough | |
This should be enough | |
I' ll think about my soul to save | |
When one foot' s planted in my grave | |
And with that said, you left me there | |
The dust too much for you to bear | |
Oh, Jesus kick a cloud | |
And let it rain down on me | |
I put about a thousand prayers | |
On her rosary | |
The day that she starts living, | |
That' ll be the death of me |