Song | One Advice, Space |
Artist | dEUS |
Album | The Ideal Crash |
作曲 : Tom Barman & Kelvin Smits & Craig Ward | |
作词 : Barman, Smits, Ward | |
Wasted and wounded, erased with the night | |
One man's conviction is another man's lie | |
I said you could find me where the nighthawks fly | |
And I'll be there a while, yes, I'll be there a while | |
Dustpaper coupons, there's a guy by the door | |
He said: "What makes me quit makes you go back for more | |
This place isn't real, man, this girl is a whore | |
Watch me fall to the floor but I'll go back for more" | |
Sometimes I wander | |
So I finally found you and I lost you to love | |
No, it sure wasn't this I was thinkin' of | |
Put your silhouette on me and your sweetness above | |
And I can't get enough, no, I can't get enough | |
Wasted and wounded, this ain't no way to die | |
One man's cold turkey is another man's high | |
I said you could find me where the nighthawks fly | |
And I'll be there a while, yes, I'll be there a while | |
Sometimes I wander | |
Down on the floor, got a closer look at hell | |
You see, somebody pushed me, I just pretended that I fell | |
I said that I adored you but I could never tell | |
For all that I know, I'll be gone when you go | |
Music went through you and it took you to a place | |
There ain't no doubt you'll find a welcoming embrace | |
I said that I loved you, another hawk in space | |
I'll be there for a while, yeah, I'll be there for a while | |
Finding my own inarticulate prose | |
Weirding out strangers and laughing at those | |
Jaundiced and jaded, postured and posed | |
Not that we're special, it's just that we're closing | |
In on a place where we might get to be | |
Living real people regularly | |
Send you some stuff and be good like you asked | |
Must promise remember the sixth and the last | |
The sixth and the last |
zuò qǔ : Tom Barman Kelvin Smits Craig Ward | |
zuò cí : Barman, Smits, Ward | |
Wasted and wounded, erased with the night | |
One man' s conviction is another man' s lie | |
I said you could find me where the nighthawks fly | |
And I' ll be there a while, yes, I' ll be there a while | |
Dustpaper coupons, there' s a guy by the door | |
He said: " What makes me quit makes you go back for more | |
This place isn' t real, man, this girl is a whore | |
Watch me fall to the floor but I' ll go back for more" | |
Sometimes I wander | |
So I finally found you and I lost you to love | |
No, it sure wasn' t this I was thinkin' of | |
Put your silhouette on me and your sweetness above | |
And I can' t get enough, no, I can' t get enough | |
Wasted and wounded, this ain' t no way to die | |
One man' s cold turkey is another man' s high | |
I said you could find me where the nighthawks fly | |
And I' ll be there a while, yes, I' ll be there a while | |
Sometimes I wander | |
Down on the floor, got a closer look at hell | |
You see, somebody pushed me, I just pretended that I fell | |
I said that I adored you but I could never tell | |
For all that I know, I' ll be gone when you go | |
Music went through you and it took you to a place | |
There ain' t no doubt you' ll find a welcoming embrace | |
I said that I loved you, another hawk in space | |
I' ll be there for a while, yeah, I' ll be there for a while | |
Finding my own inarticulate prose | |
Weirding out strangers and laughing at those | |
Jaundiced and jaded, postured and posed | |
Not that we' re special, it' s just that we' re closing | |
In on a place where we might get to be | |
Living real people regularly | |
Send you some stuff and be good like you asked | |
Must promise remember the sixth and the last | |
The sixth and the last |