Song | Faster Disco |
Artist | Faith No More |
Album | Introduce Yourself |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Chuck, Faith No More | |
Styling, you know you are styling | |
So turn to the mirror and blow yourself a kiss | |
It goes just like this | |
You've done it a thousand times | |
It's as easy as drinking wine, only now it's blood. | |
Here it come again | |
(treating you so kind) | |
Till it comes again | |
(leaving you no mind) | |
Your feelings, they flow without reason | |
So look to the stars above and | |
Blow it all away. | |
I come without warning | |
Some call me morning, | |
I wipe all your tears away, the evil ones I kill | |
Here it comes again | |
(treating you so kind) | |
Till it comes again | |
(leaving you no mind) | |
Taking the form of pain this time | |
It never treats you unkind | |
Your followers, lead them blind | |
And suck away their lives | |
Cause yours depends on it | |
Here it comes again | |
Chasing the night away |
zuo ci : Chuck, Faith No More | |
Styling, you know you are styling | |
So turn to the mirror and blow yourself a kiss | |
It goes just like this | |
You' ve done it a thousand times | |
It' s as easy as drinking wine, only now it' s blood. | |
Here it come again | |
treating you so kind | |
Till it comes again | |
leaving you no mind | |
Your feelings, they flow without reason | |
So look to the stars above and | |
Blow it all away. | |
I come without warning | |
Some call me morning, | |
I wipe all your tears away, the evil ones I kill | |
Here it comes again | |
treating you so kind | |
Till it comes again | |
leaving you no mind | |
Taking the form of pain this time | |
It never treats you unkind | |
Your followers, lead them blind | |
And suck away their lives | |
Cause yours depends on it | |
Here it comes again | |
Chasing the night away |
zuò cí : Chuck, Faith No More | |
Styling, you know you are styling | |
So turn to the mirror and blow yourself a kiss | |
It goes just like this | |
You' ve done it a thousand times | |
It' s as easy as drinking wine, only now it' s blood. | |
Here it come again | |
treating you so kind | |
Till it comes again | |
leaving you no mind | |
Your feelings, they flow without reason | |
So look to the stars above and | |
Blow it all away. | |
I come without warning | |
Some call me morning, | |
I wipe all your tears away, the evil ones I kill | |
Here it comes again | |
treating you so kind | |
Till it comes again | |
leaving you no mind | |
Taking the form of pain this time | |
It never treats you unkind | |
Your followers, lead them blind | |
And suck away their lives | |
Cause yours depends on it | |
Here it comes again | |
Chasing the night away |