Song | Pink Love |
Artist | Blonde Redhead |
Album | Misery Is A Butterfly |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Blonde Redhead | |
I won't bind my strings to you | |
But build my world besides you | |
Watching you draw a line | |
Some say you are, you are | |
Just like a butterfly | |
Whose broken wings will spread | |
To softly feel your mood | |
Over the blue sky full of you | |
Pink love, pink love, pink love | |
Just like a fairytale | |
My only reason naturally | |
Starts to get to me | |
Pushing my way through | |
Mesh of life | |
I want to kiss the sickness of mind | |
My heart without reason | |
Sunken to deep disappointment | |
Spreads over universe | |
With a knife | |
I want to bleed out distress like this | |
It's not just a fairytale painted by me | |
It's not just loneliness between you and I | |
If on magic mountain you find you can breath | |
Then stay and don't look back | |
To the blue woven sky | |
Storms of petals are pouring down | |
Pushing their way through our pink love | |
So many polka dots painted by me | |
Spreads over universe for you | |
And I, I want to kiss | |
Pink love, pink love | |
I want to kiss | |
Pink love, pink love | |
In my mind | |
I state myself | |
The clock is ticking without you | |
Some may say illness | |
So called so called love | |
The sickness of mind |
zuo ci : Blonde Redhead | |
I won' t bind my strings to you | |
But build my world besides you | |
Watching you draw a line | |
Some say you are, you are | |
Just like a butterfly | |
Whose broken wings will spread | |
To softly feel your mood | |
Over the blue sky full of you | |
Pink love, pink love, pink love | |
Just like a fairytale | |
My only reason naturally | |
Starts to get to me | |
Pushing my way through | |
Mesh of life | |
I want to kiss the sickness of mind | |
My heart without reason | |
Sunken to deep disappointment | |
Spreads over universe | |
With a knife | |
I want to bleed out distress like this | |
It' s not just a fairytale painted by me | |
It' s not just loneliness between you and I | |
If on magic mountain you find you can breath | |
Then stay and don' t look back | |
To the blue woven sky | |
Storms of petals are pouring down | |
Pushing their way through our pink love | |
So many polka dots painted by me | |
Spreads over universe for you | |
And I, I want to kiss | |
Pink love, pink love | |
I want to kiss | |
Pink love, pink love | |
In my mind | |
I state myself | |
The clock is ticking without you | |
Some may say illness | |
So called so called love | |
The sickness of mind |
zuò cí : Blonde Redhead | |
I won' t bind my strings to you | |
But build my world besides you | |
Watching you draw a line | |
Some say you are, you are | |
Just like a butterfly | |
Whose broken wings will spread | |
To softly feel your mood | |
Over the blue sky full of you | |
Pink love, pink love, pink love | |
Just like a fairytale | |
My only reason naturally | |
Starts to get to me | |
Pushing my way through | |
Mesh of life | |
I want to kiss the sickness of mind | |
My heart without reason | |
Sunken to deep disappointment | |
Spreads over universe | |
With a knife | |
I want to bleed out distress like this | |
It' s not just a fairytale painted by me | |
It' s not just loneliness between you and I | |
If on magic mountain you find you can breath | |
Then stay and don' t look back | |
To the blue woven sky | |
Storms of petals are pouring down | |
Pushing their way through our pink love | |
So many polka dots painted by me | |
Spreads over universe for you | |
And I, I want to kiss | |
Pink love, pink love | |
I want to kiss | |
Pink love, pink love | |
In my mind | |
I state myself | |
The clock is ticking without you | |
Some may say illness | |
So called so called love | |
The sickness of mind |