Song | ...And We All Have A Hell |
Artist | From First to Last |
Album | Heroine |
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作曲 : From First To Last | |
Every day gets worse, | |
Locked in a vice my thoughts perverse | |
You must wonder why I look at you that way | |
(That way) | |
Tonight I'll make my way into your house | |
I must; I'm lusting for your body, | |
Skin looks tight, | |
Think I just might have to take a bite | |
But I know one will turn | |
To three or four or more my little whore | |
Tonight, tonight | |
She's not alone | |
(Can you taste the wicked in the room?) | |
Bobbysoxer so pure, so young | |
(By morning her soul will be gone, gone) | |
I need a beautiful thing, | |
Relax baby, that's a good girl | |
You're like my work of art | |
I can control, I can contort any | |
Position that I wish, | |
I make my fantasy reality | |
Hold still, it will be over soon | |
Tonight, tonight | |
She's not alone | |
(Can you taste the wicked in the room?) | |
Bobbysoxer so pure, so young | |
(By morning her soul will be gone, gone, gone, gone) | |
I blend with the walls so I won't be seen | |
My love, you smell so... | |
I took one good look, | |
I followed you home | |
Tonight, tonight | |
She's not alone | |
(Can you taste the wicked in the room?) | |
Bobbysoxer so pure, so young | |
(By morning her soul will be gone) |
zuo qu : From First To Last | |
Every day gets worse, | |
Locked in a vice my thoughts perverse | |
You must wonder why I look at you that way | |
That way | |
Tonight I' ll make my way into your house | |
I must I' m lusting for your body, | |
Skin looks tight, | |
Think I just might have to take a bite | |
But I know one will turn | |
To three or four or more my little whore | |
Tonight, tonight | |
She' s not alone | |
Can you taste the wicked in the room? | |
Bobbysoxer so pure, so young | |
By morning her soul will be gone, gone | |
I need a beautiful thing, | |
Relax baby, that' s a good girl | |
You' re like my work of art | |
I can control, I can contort any | |
Position that I wish, | |
I make my fantasy reality | |
Hold still, it will be over soon | |
Tonight, tonight | |
She' s not alone | |
Can you taste the wicked in the room? | |
Bobbysoxer so pure, so young | |
By morning her soul will be gone, gone, gone, gone | |
I blend with the walls so I won' t be seen | |
My love, you smell so... | |
I took one good look, | |
I followed you home | |
Tonight, tonight | |
She' s not alone | |
Can you taste the wicked in the room? | |
Bobbysoxer so pure, so young | |
By morning her soul will be gone |
zuò qǔ : From First To Last | |
Every day gets worse, | |
Locked in a vice my thoughts perverse | |
You must wonder why I look at you that way | |
That way | |
Tonight I' ll make my way into your house | |
I must I' m lusting for your body, | |
Skin looks tight, | |
Think I just might have to take a bite | |
But I know one will turn | |
To three or four or more my little whore | |
Tonight, tonight | |
She' s not alone | |
Can you taste the wicked in the room? | |
Bobbysoxer so pure, so young | |
By morning her soul will be gone, gone | |
I need a beautiful thing, | |
Relax baby, that' s a good girl | |
You' re like my work of art | |
I can control, I can contort any | |
Position that I wish, | |
I make my fantasy reality | |
Hold still, it will be over soon | |
Tonight, tonight | |
She' s not alone | |
Can you taste the wicked in the room? | |
Bobbysoxer so pure, so young | |
By morning her soul will be gone, gone, gone, gone | |
I blend with the walls so I won' t be seen | |
My love, you smell so... | |
I took one good look, | |
I followed you home | |
Tonight, tonight | |
She' s not alone | |
Can you taste the wicked in the room? | |
Bobbysoxer so pure, so young | |
By morning her soul will be gone |