Song | Diokhan |
Artist | Guano Apes |
Album | Walking On A Thin Line |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Guano Apes | |
作词 : Sandra Nasic | |
Stand up | |
don sit in the dark | |
or should i call out the name of d.k. | |
the penetration of my brain is so sick | |
I feel it every night | |
wounds and licks | |
beyond the days of sympathy | |
a tragic friendship is lost in me | |
now pull the nails out of my body | |
the beast is a mirror | |
and the mirror shot me | |
Would you leave my head | |
I inside your crimes | |
calling out the name of d.k. | |
Stand up | |
don sit in the dark | |
you are still creeping here | |
and drinking another shark | |
the illustration of your mind | |
is just a trick | |
I smell it everywhere | |
rooks tres chique | |
beyond the nights of agony | |
a thousand friendships live in me | |
I pull the nails out of my body | |
the beast is a rhythm | |
and the rhythm got me | |
Would you leave my head | |
I inside your mind | |
calling out the name of d.k. | |
Vanity | |
is a therapy | |
in your eyes | |
no you got to learn how to breathe | |
irony | |
is security | |
in your eyes | |
no you got to learn how to breathe | |
Like a spy in my own army | |
you have come to | |
march all over me | |
I turn my back | |
you took your chance | |
I feel the knife | |
twist and turn in me |
zuo qu : Guano Apes | |
zuo ci : Sandra Nasic | |
Stand up | |
don sit in the dark | |
or should i call out the name of d. k. | |
the penetration of my brain is so sick | |
I feel it every night | |
wounds and licks | |
beyond the days of sympathy | |
a tragic friendship is lost in me | |
now pull the nails out of my body | |
the beast is a mirror | |
and the mirror shot me | |
Would you leave my head | |
I inside your crimes | |
calling out the name of d. k. | |
Stand up | |
don sit in the dark | |
you are still creeping here | |
and drinking another shark | |
the illustration of your mind | |
is just a trick | |
I smell it everywhere | |
rooks tres chique | |
beyond the nights of agony | |
a thousand friendships live in me | |
I pull the nails out of my body | |
the beast is a rhythm | |
and the rhythm got me | |
Would you leave my head | |
I inside your mind | |
calling out the name of d. k. | |
Vanity | |
is a therapy | |
in your eyes | |
no you got to learn how to breathe | |
irony | |
is security | |
in your eyes | |
no you got to learn how to breathe | |
Like a spy in my own army | |
you have come to | |
march all over me | |
I turn my back | |
you took your chance | |
I feel the knife | |
twist and turn in me |
zuò qǔ : Guano Apes | |
zuò cí : Sandra Nasic | |
Stand up | |
don sit in the dark | |
or should i call out the name of d. k. | |
the penetration of my brain is so sick | |
I feel it every night | |
wounds and licks | |
beyond the days of sympathy | |
a tragic friendship is lost in me | |
now pull the nails out of my body | |
the beast is a mirror | |
and the mirror shot me | |
Would you leave my head | |
I inside your crimes | |
calling out the name of d. k. | |
Stand up | |
don sit in the dark | |
you are still creeping here | |
and drinking another shark | |
the illustration of your mind | |
is just a trick | |
I smell it everywhere | |
rooks tres chique | |
beyond the nights of agony | |
a thousand friendships live in me | |
I pull the nails out of my body | |
the beast is a rhythm | |
and the rhythm got me | |
Would you leave my head | |
I inside your mind | |
calling out the name of d. k. | |
Vanity | |
is a therapy | |
in your eyes | |
no you got to learn how to breathe | |
irony | |
is security | |
in your eyes | |
no you got to learn how to breathe | |
Like a spy in my own army | |
you have come to | |
march all over me | |
I turn my back | |
you took your chance | |
I feel the knife | |
twist and turn in me |