Song | I Feel Evil Creeping In |
Artist | Islands |
Album | Arm’s Way |
作曲 : Thorburn | |
In the back of my mind | |
I want to do bad things | |
I want to be unkind | |
When I'm in my room | |
I love the shadows | |
Of my bad bones | |
I have thoughts I won't share | |
because I don't think | |
I could bear to face you | |
With the lights on | |
I feel evil creeping in | |
Creeping in | |
I feel evil creeping in | |
Creeping in | |
My blood is dirty | |
And I like it | |
I like it that way | |
I could see the whole city | |
When I pushed you | |
Out of my fucking way | |
I left the sun on your skin | |
So when I wore it | |
It would fit me | |
When I'm in my room | |
And the ceiling's feeling thin | |
I feel evil creeping in | |
I feel evil creeping in | |
Creeping in | |
I feel evil creeping in | |
Creeping in | |
A beacon landed on the shoulders | |
With a beak to regurgitate good words | |
I told her | |
Bird is the word | |
Little nettle stinging | |
Numbing poison seeping in | |
Humming, 'Lost the feeling of the vessel sinking' | |
Like, sleeping in | |
The s.o.s. was lost on me | |
My crew were swimming | |
In a turgid sea | |
It was me | |
It was me who committed the felony | |
Take my hands | |
I love the blame | |
I'll take suffering | |
I feel evil creeping in | |
Creeping in | |
I feel evil creeping in | |
Creeping in | |
When I behave | |
Nobody cares | |
When I behave badly | |
Nobody dare | |
Cross me | |
Cross me | |
Cross me | |
Cross me | |
Cross me | |
Cross me | |
Cross me | |
Cross me | |
I feel evil creeping in | |
Creeping in | |
I feel evil creeping in | |
Creeping in |
zuò qǔ : Thorburn | |
In the back of my mind | |
I want to do bad things | |
I want to be unkind | |
When I' m in my room | |
I love the shadows | |
Of my bad bones | |
I have thoughts I won' t share | |
because I don' t think | |
I could bear to face you | |
With the lights on | |
I feel evil creeping in | |
Creeping in | |
I feel evil creeping in | |
Creeping in | |
My blood is dirty | |
And I like it | |
I like it that way | |
I could see the whole city | |
When I pushed you | |
Out of my fucking way | |
I left the sun on your skin | |
So when I wore it | |
It would fit me | |
When I' m in my room | |
And the ceiling' s feeling thin | |
I feel evil creeping in | |
I feel evil creeping in | |
Creeping in | |
I feel evil creeping in | |
Creeping in | |
A beacon landed on the shoulders | |
With a beak to regurgitate good words | |
I told her | |
Bird is the word | |
Little nettle stinging | |
Numbing poison seeping in | |
Humming, ' Lost the feeling of the vessel sinking' | |
Like, sleeping in | |
The s. o. s. was lost on me | |
My crew were swimming | |
In a turgid sea | |
It was me | |
It was me who committed the felony | |
Take my hands | |
I love the blame | |
I' ll take suffering | |
I feel evil creeping in | |
Creeping in | |
I feel evil creeping in | |
Creeping in | |
When I behave | |
Nobody cares | |
When I behave badly | |
Nobody dare | |
Cross me | |
Cross me | |
Cross me | |
Cross me | |
Cross me | |
Cross me | |
Cross me | |
Cross me | |
I feel evil creeping in | |
Creeping in | |
I feel evil creeping in | |
Creeping in |