Song | I'm a Ghost of Twilight |
Artist | Closure in Moscow |
Album | First Temple |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Barrett, DeCinque, Kimber ... | |
Awake to the cracking of bones | |
To the scratch in my throat | |
Awake to every boy and girl | |
Every heart that feels a swell | |
It's all so lovely when you look at it just right | |
It's also stabbing me to sleep | |
Needles long into the night | |
Suspended eventide can only mean one thing | |
I'm a ghost of twilight | |
Haunting neither night nor day | |
With one foot treading sweet rapture | |
And one foot in the grave | |
Asleep to the creaks and the groans | |
To the sounds of their sex | |
Asleep to all the promises | |
All the blessed days ahead | |
I want so much to keep this precious thing from harm | |
Then there's a part of me | |
that wants to hold it lifeless in my arms | |
'Cause I got this chill in my bones | |
And a warmth on my face | |
I'm a ghost of twilight | |
Haunting neither night nor day | |
With one foot treading sweet rapture | |
And one foot in the grave | |
Desperate for resolve | |
They're closer every day | |
The ghosts of twilight call | |
So now I'm joining them | |
I slept with faith and found a corpse in my arms on awakening | |
I drank and danced all night with doubt | |
And found her a virgin in the morning |
zuo qu : Barrett, DeCinque, Kimber ... | |
Awake to the cracking of bones | |
To the scratch in my throat | |
Awake to every boy and girl | |
Every heart that feels a swell | |
It' s all so lovely when you look at it just right | |
It' s also stabbing me to sleep | |
Needles long into the night | |
Suspended eventide can only mean one thing | |
I' m a ghost of twilight | |
Haunting neither night nor day | |
With one foot treading sweet rapture | |
And one foot in the grave | |
Asleep to the creaks and the groans | |
To the sounds of their sex | |
Asleep to all the promises | |
All the blessed days ahead | |
I want so much to keep this precious thing from harm | |
Then there' s a part of me | |
that wants to hold it lifeless in my arms | |
' Cause I got this chill in my bones | |
And a warmth on my face | |
I' m a ghost of twilight | |
Haunting neither night nor day | |
With one foot treading sweet rapture | |
And one foot in the grave | |
Desperate for resolve | |
They' re closer every day | |
The ghosts of twilight call | |
So now I' m joining them | |
I slept with faith and found a corpse in my arms on awakening | |
I drank and danced all night with doubt | |
And found her a virgin in the morning |
zuò qǔ : Barrett, DeCinque, Kimber ... | |
Awake to the cracking of bones | |
To the scratch in my throat | |
Awake to every boy and girl | |
Every heart that feels a swell | |
It' s all so lovely when you look at it just right | |
It' s also stabbing me to sleep | |
Needles long into the night | |
Suspended eventide can only mean one thing | |
I' m a ghost of twilight | |
Haunting neither night nor day | |
With one foot treading sweet rapture | |
And one foot in the grave | |
Asleep to the creaks and the groans | |
To the sounds of their sex | |
Asleep to all the promises | |
All the blessed days ahead | |
I want so much to keep this precious thing from harm | |
Then there' s a part of me | |
that wants to hold it lifeless in my arms | |
' Cause I got this chill in my bones | |
And a warmth on my face | |
I' m a ghost of twilight | |
Haunting neither night nor day | |
With one foot treading sweet rapture | |
And one foot in the grave | |
Desperate for resolve | |
They' re closer every day | |
The ghosts of twilight call | |
So now I' m joining them | |
I slept with faith and found a corpse in my arms on awakening | |
I drank and danced all night with doubt | |
And found her a virgin in the morning |