Song | I Die, You Die |
Artist | Gary Numan |
Album | The Skin Mechanic |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Numan | |
This is not love | |
This is not even worth a point of view | |
In echo park, i | |
Pause for effect and whisper 'who are you?' | |
They crawl out of their holes for me | |
And i die: you die | |
Hear them laugh, watch them turn on me | |
And i die: you die | |
See my scars, they call me such things | |
Tear me, tear me, tear me | |
Now i have your names | |
Screaming 'you will suffer' and 'you're all too late' | |
Now i feel young | |
Does everything stop when the old dame fails? | |
They crawl out of their holes for me | |
And i die: you die | |
Hear them laugh, watch them turn on me | |
And i die: you die | |
See my scars, they call me such things | |
Tear me, tear me, tear me | |
But i'm still frightened by the telephone |
zuo qu : Numan | |
This is not love | |
This is not even worth a point of view | |
In echo park, i | |
Pause for effect and whisper ' who are you?' | |
They crawl out of their holes for me | |
And i die: you die | |
Hear them laugh, watch them turn on me | |
And i die: you die | |
See my scars, they call me such things | |
Tear me, tear me, tear me | |
Now i have your names | |
Screaming ' you will suffer' and ' you' re all too late' | |
Now i feel young | |
Does everything stop when the old dame fails? | |
They crawl out of their holes for me | |
And i die: you die | |
Hear them laugh, watch them turn on me | |
And i die: you die | |
See my scars, they call me such things | |
Tear me, tear me, tear me | |
But i' m still frightened by the telephone |
zuò qǔ : Numan | |
This is not love | |
This is not even worth a point of view | |
In echo park, i | |
Pause for effect and whisper ' who are you?' | |
They crawl out of their holes for me | |
And i die: you die | |
Hear them laugh, watch them turn on me | |
And i die: you die | |
See my scars, they call me such things | |
Tear me, tear me, tear me | |
Now i have your names | |
Screaming ' you will suffer' and ' you' re all too late' | |
Now i feel young | |
Does everything stop when the old dame fails? | |
They crawl out of their holes for me | |
And i die: you die | |
Hear them laugh, watch them turn on me | |
And i die: you die | |
See my scars, they call me such things | |
Tear me, tear me, tear me | |
But i' m still frightened by the telephone |