Song | Game of Pricks |
Artist | Guided by Voices |
Album | Live From Austin TX |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Pollard | |
I’ve waited too long to have you | |
Hide in the back of me | |
I’ve cheated so long I wonder | |
How you keep track of me | |
You could never be strong | |
You can only be free | |
And I never asked for the truth | |
But you owe that to me | |
I’ve entered the game of pricks | |
With knives in the back of me | |
Can’t call you or on you no more | |
When they’re attacking me | |
I’ll climb up on the house | |
Weep to water the trees | |
And when you come calling me down | |
I’ll put on my disease | |
You could never be strong | |
You can only be free | |
And I never asked for the truth | |
But you owe that to me | |
And I never asked for the truth | |
But you owe that to me | |
And I never asked for the truth | |
But you owe that to me |
zuo ci : Pollard | |
I' ve waited too long to have you | |
Hide in the back of me | |
I' ve cheated so long I wonder | |
How you keep track of me | |
You could never be strong | |
You can only be free | |
And I never asked for the truth | |
But you owe that to me | |
I' ve entered the game of pricks | |
With knives in the back of me | |
Can' t call you or on you no more | |
When they' re attacking me | |
I' ll climb up on the house | |
Weep to water the trees | |
And when you come calling me down | |
I' ll put on my disease | |
You could never be strong | |
You can only be free | |
And I never asked for the truth | |
But you owe that to me | |
And I never asked for the truth | |
But you owe that to me | |
And I never asked for the truth | |
But you owe that to me |
zuò cí : Pollard | |
I' ve waited too long to have you | |
Hide in the back of me | |
I' ve cheated so long I wonder | |
How you keep track of me | |
You could never be strong | |
You can only be free | |
And I never asked for the truth | |
But you owe that to me | |
I' ve entered the game of pricks | |
With knives in the back of me | |
Can' t call you or on you no more | |
When they' re attacking me | |
I' ll climb up on the house | |
Weep to water the trees | |
And when you come calling me down | |
I' ll put on my disease | |
You could never be strong | |
You can only be free | |
And I never asked for the truth | |
But you owe that to me | |
And I never asked for the truth | |
But you owe that to me | |
And I never asked for the truth | |
But you owe that to me |