Song | Transliterator |
Artist | DeVotchKa |
Album | A Mad And Faithful Telling |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Devotchka, Urata | |
Lady future's arms are lily white | |
They stretch before you come inside | |
There is room enough | |
She is generous | |
Come on, come up | |
While we're still young | |
You want to love your life from a prison? | |
Of all this uninvited altruism | |
The homemade weapons you are fashioning | |
Are hellbent on doing us both in | |
You better mean what you say | |
Why don't you say what you mean | |
I never get anywhere | |
I get the space in between | |
Beautifully mutilated | |
Instantly antiquated | |
I will admit I almost always underestimate it | |
You better mean what you say | |
Why don't you say what you mean | |
I never get anywhere | |
I get the space in between | |
Beautifully mutilated | |
Instantly antiquated | |
I will admit I almost always underestimate it | |
Let's begin at the beginning | |
Let us revisit the past | |
Like when the houselights start dimming | |
In silver screen photograph | |
It makes a beautiful sound | |
When nobody else is around | |
It has a wonderful way | |
Of eating up entire days | |
We'll go swimming in libations | |
Forgive unexplained lacerations | |
These otherworldly manifestations | |
We can all live in the breath you are wasting | |
You better mean what you say | |
Why don't you say what you mean | |
I never get anywhere | |
I get the space in between here | |
We go over again beautifully mutilated | |
Instantly antiquated let's wash our hands | |
Of everything | |
I will admit I almost always underestimate it | |
You don't owe them anything |
zuo qu : Devotchka, Urata | |
Lady future' s arms are lily white | |
They stretch before you come inside | |
There is room enough | |
She is generous | |
Come on, come up | |
While we' re still young | |
You want to love your life from a prison? | |
Of all this uninvited altruism | |
The homemade weapons you are fashioning | |
Are hellbent on doing us both in | |
You better mean what you say | |
Why don' t you say what you mean | |
I never get anywhere | |
I get the space in between | |
Beautifully mutilated | |
Instantly antiquated | |
I will admit I almost always underestimate it | |
You better mean what you say | |
Why don' t you say what you mean | |
I never get anywhere | |
I get the space in between | |
Beautifully mutilated | |
Instantly antiquated | |
I will admit I almost always underestimate it | |
Let' s begin at the beginning | |
Let us revisit the past | |
Like when the houselights start dimming | |
In silver screen photograph | |
It makes a beautiful sound | |
When nobody else is around | |
It has a wonderful way | |
Of eating up entire days | |
We' ll go swimming in libations | |
Forgive unexplained lacerations | |
These otherworldly manifestations | |
We can all live in the breath you are wasting | |
You better mean what you say | |
Why don' t you say what you mean | |
I never get anywhere | |
I get the space in between here | |
We go over again beautifully mutilated | |
Instantly antiquated let' s wash our hands | |
Of everything | |
I will admit I almost always underestimate it | |
You don' t owe them anything |
zuò qǔ : Devotchka, Urata | |
Lady future' s arms are lily white | |
They stretch before you come inside | |
There is room enough | |
She is generous | |
Come on, come up | |
While we' re still young | |
You want to love your life from a prison? | |
Of all this uninvited altruism | |
The homemade weapons you are fashioning | |
Are hellbent on doing us both in | |
You better mean what you say | |
Why don' t you say what you mean | |
I never get anywhere | |
I get the space in between | |
Beautifully mutilated | |
Instantly antiquated | |
I will admit I almost always underestimate it | |
You better mean what you say | |
Why don' t you say what you mean | |
I never get anywhere | |
I get the space in between | |
Beautifully mutilated | |
Instantly antiquated | |
I will admit I almost always underestimate it | |
Let' s begin at the beginning | |
Let us revisit the past | |
Like when the houselights start dimming | |
In silver screen photograph | |
It makes a beautiful sound | |
When nobody else is around | |
It has a wonderful way | |
Of eating up entire days | |
We' ll go swimming in libations | |
Forgive unexplained lacerations | |
These otherworldly manifestations | |
We can all live in the breath you are wasting | |
You better mean what you say | |
Why don' t you say what you mean | |
I never get anywhere | |
I get the space in between here | |
We go over again beautifully mutilated | |
Instantly antiquated let' s wash our hands | |
Of everything | |
I will admit I almost always underestimate it | |
You don' t owe them anything |