Song | She Withers |
Artist | Geggy Tah |
Album | Sacred Cow |
作词 : Jordan, Kurstin | |
Out of the way there is a quiet place | |
Where there' s no skin to scar | |
And there' s no time to waste | |
Full of emptiness I cannot touch the bottom | |
Lines on her face falling in her autumn | |
With her while she withers | |
Away | |
In a mangel-wurzel for the cattle | |
Washing for the battle hymn to hurry up | |
and hold on | |
Slaughter is to you a manicure her nails | |
on impaled palms | |
Springing out of this flesh stirs a life at the bottom | |
With her while she withers | |
Away | |
With her while she withers | |
Away |
zuò cí : Jordan, Kurstin | |
Out of the way there is a quiet place | |
Where there' s no skin to scar | |
And there' s no time to waste | |
Full of emptiness I cannot touch the bottom | |
Lines on her face falling in her autumn | |
With her while she withers | |
Away | |
In a mangelwurzel for the cattle | |
Washing for the battle hymn to hurry up | |
and hold on | |
Slaughter is to you a manicure her nails | |
on impaled palms | |
Springing out of this flesh stirs a life at the bottom | |
With her while she withers | |
Away | |
With her while she withers | |
Away |