Song | She Was Asking For It |
Artist | Cannibal Corpse |
Album | The Bleeding |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Barnes, Barrett, Burns, Owen ... | |
Take me back | |
Back to the scene | |
It's coming back | |
I remember her screams | |
The fear in her eye | |
The night she died | |
It left me empty | |
Hollow inside | |
Dead to the world | |
I see only black | |
There's blood on my hands | |
Dead to the world | |
I see only black | |
The blood of the dead | |
Feelings deep inside | |
I don't understand | |
Can't fall asleep at night | |
I try and wake in fright | |
Touch of her skin | |
Next to mine | |
Warm and wet | |
Deep inside | |
Dead to the world | |
I see only black | |
There's blood on my hands | |
Dead to the world | |
I see only black | |
The blood of the dead | |
I wrapped my hands around her neck | |
Squeezing out her breath | |
Eyes rolled back in her head | |
Clawing at my skin | |
I know now it's not my fault | |
She was asking for it | |
MemoriesCame back to me | |
In the night | |
I hear her screams | |
WaitingIn the grave | |
Calling out | |
Come to me | |
I hear her screaming | |
Waiting in the grave | |
Calling out but she's buried | |
Waiting in the grave | |
Come to me | |
I hear her screaming | |
WaitingI wrapped my hands around her neck | |
Squeezing out her breath | |
Eyes rolled back in her head | |
Clawing at my skin | |
I know now it's not my fault | |
She was asking for it | |
MemoriesCame back to me | |
In the night | |
I hear her screams | |
WaitingIn the grave | |
Calling out | |
I remember her screams | |
The night she died | |
I left her empty | |
Hollow inside | |
Dead to the world | |
I see only black | |
There's blood on my hands | |
Dead to the world | |
I see only black | |
The blood of the dead |
zuo ci : Barnes, Barrett, Burns, Owen ... | |
Take me back | |
Back to the scene | |
It' s coming back | |
I remember her screams | |
The fear in her eye | |
The night she died | |
It left me empty | |
Hollow inside | |
Dead to the world | |
I see only black | |
There' s blood on my hands | |
Dead to the world | |
I see only black | |
The blood of the dead | |
Feelings deep inside | |
I don' t understand | |
Can' t fall asleep at night | |
I try and wake in fright | |
Touch of her skin | |
Next to mine | |
Warm and wet | |
Deep inside | |
Dead to the world | |
I see only black | |
There' s blood on my hands | |
Dead to the world | |
I see only black | |
The blood of the dead | |
I wrapped my hands around her neck | |
Squeezing out her breath | |
Eyes rolled back in her head | |
Clawing at my skin | |
I know now it' s not my fault | |
She was asking for it | |
MemoriesCame back to me | |
In the night | |
I hear her screams | |
WaitingIn the grave | |
Calling out | |
Come to me | |
I hear her screaming | |
Waiting in the grave | |
Calling out but she' s buried | |
Waiting in the grave | |
Come to me | |
I hear her screaming | |
WaitingI wrapped my hands around her neck | |
Squeezing out her breath | |
Eyes rolled back in her head | |
Clawing at my skin | |
I know now it' s not my fault | |
She was asking for it | |
MemoriesCame back to me | |
In the night | |
I hear her screams | |
WaitingIn the grave | |
Calling out | |
I remember her screams | |
The night she died | |
I left her empty | |
Hollow inside | |
Dead to the world | |
I see only black | |
There' s blood on my hands | |
Dead to the world | |
I see only black | |
The blood of the dead |
zuò cí : Barnes, Barrett, Burns, Owen ... | |
Take me back | |
Back to the scene | |
It' s coming back | |
I remember her screams | |
The fear in her eye | |
The night she died | |
It left me empty | |
Hollow inside | |
Dead to the world | |
I see only black | |
There' s blood on my hands | |
Dead to the world | |
I see only black | |
The blood of the dead | |
Feelings deep inside | |
I don' t understand | |
Can' t fall asleep at night | |
I try and wake in fright | |
Touch of her skin | |
Next to mine | |
Warm and wet | |
Deep inside | |
Dead to the world | |
I see only black | |
There' s blood on my hands | |
Dead to the world | |
I see only black | |
The blood of the dead | |
I wrapped my hands around her neck | |
Squeezing out her breath | |
Eyes rolled back in her head | |
Clawing at my skin | |
I know now it' s not my fault | |
She was asking for it | |
MemoriesCame back to me | |
In the night | |
I hear her screams | |
WaitingIn the grave | |
Calling out | |
Come to me | |
I hear her screaming | |
Waiting in the grave | |
Calling out but she' s buried | |
Waiting in the grave | |
Come to me | |
I hear her screaming | |
WaitingI wrapped my hands around her neck | |
Squeezing out her breath | |
Eyes rolled back in her head | |
Clawing at my skin | |
I know now it' s not my fault | |
She was asking for it | |
MemoriesCame back to me | |
In the night | |
I hear her screams | |
WaitingIn the grave | |
Calling out | |
I remember her screams | |
The night she died | |
I left her empty | |
Hollow inside | |
Dead to the world | |
I see only black | |
There' s blood on my hands | |
Dead to the world | |
I see only black | |
The blood of the dead |