Song | Slice Of Life |
Artist | Bauhaus |
Album | Bauhaus - 1979-1983 Volume Two |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Bauhaus | |
Her gaze hit the side of mine | |
So I opened it out | |
To destroy what you thought was difference | |
So I lied to you once again | |
So I painted over you once again | |
So I die before you once again | |
'What's the difference' | |
Come clearly where the flavour is | |
Seen here in black and white | |
You've got two seconds baby boy | |
In burning light white light | |
'What's the difference' | |
Clear up what you are | |
Burn out these eyes | |
Rip up this place and scream | |
'I am your slice of life' (four times) | |
Shivering under lamposts | |
Shivering under glass | |
Your standing on charisma again | |
God knows it cannot last | |
'What's the difference' | |
Ice inside your body | |
Blood inside your soul | |
Yet still twelve faces stand around | |
Hugging your skinny bones | |
'What's the difference' | |
So clear up what you are | |
Burn out these eyes, rip up this place and scream | |
'I am your slice of life' (four times) | |
And the car opened him up to so much more | |
And the money is brighter with a wider smile | |
And the problem expands inside your head | |
'I am your slice of life' |
zuo ci : Bauhaus | |
Her gaze hit the side of mine | |
So I opened it out | |
To destroy what you thought was difference | |
So I lied to you once again | |
So I painted over you once again | |
So I die before you once again | |
' What' s the difference' | |
Come clearly where the flavour is | |
Seen here in black and white | |
You' ve got two seconds baby boy | |
In burning light white light | |
' What' s the difference' | |
Clear up what you are | |
Burn out these eyes | |
Rip up this place and scream | |
' I am your slice of life' four times | |
Shivering under lamposts | |
Shivering under glass | |
Your standing on charisma again | |
God knows it cannot last | |
' What' s the difference' | |
Ice inside your body | |
Blood inside your soul | |
Yet still twelve faces stand around | |
Hugging your skinny bones | |
' What' s the difference' | |
So clear up what you are | |
Burn out these eyes, rip up this place and scream | |
' I am your slice of life' four times | |
And the car opened him up to so much more | |
And the money is brighter with a wider smile | |
And the problem expands inside your head | |
' I am your slice of life' |
zuò cí : Bauhaus | |
Her gaze hit the side of mine | |
So I opened it out | |
To destroy what you thought was difference | |
So I lied to you once again | |
So I painted over you once again | |
So I die before you once again | |
' What' s the difference' | |
Come clearly where the flavour is | |
Seen here in black and white | |
You' ve got two seconds baby boy | |
In burning light white light | |
' What' s the difference' | |
Clear up what you are | |
Burn out these eyes | |
Rip up this place and scream | |
' I am your slice of life' four times | |
Shivering under lamposts | |
Shivering under glass | |
Your standing on charisma again | |
God knows it cannot last | |
' What' s the difference' | |
Ice inside your body | |
Blood inside your soul | |
Yet still twelve faces stand around | |
Hugging your skinny bones | |
' What' s the difference' | |
So clear up what you are | |
Burn out these eyes, rip up this place and scream | |
' I am your slice of life' four times | |
And the car opened him up to so much more | |
And the money is brighter with a wider smile | |
And the problem expands inside your head | |
' I am your slice of life' |