作词 : B. | |
Lemuria - Pants | |
You never missed a word I tried to fit | |
Inside a chorus, inside a verse, all my intros and the bridge | |
That's where I put all the awful things I think I am | |
And if you still respect me I guess I'll have a second chance | |
I want my hands in your hair | |
I want my hands in your hair | |
Pulling your face closer | |
I told you last night you gave me butterflies | |
You surprise me with new cocoons everytime they start to fly | |
I instantly felt like an idiot | |
Embarrassed of the person controlling my mouth | |
My mouth it's always in a melee | |
Figuring out how as it talks | |
Your response was comforting | |
I guess I gave you butterflies too | |
I want my hands in your hair | |
I want my hands in your hair | |
Pulling your face closer | |
and closer | |
and closer | |
and closer | |
and closer | |
and closer | |
and closer | |
You never missed a word I tried to fit | |
Inside a chorus, inside a verse, all my intros and the bridge | |
That's where I put all the awful things I think I am | |
And if you still respect me I guess I'll have a second chance | |
You never missed a word I tried to fit | |
Inside a chorus, inside a verse, all my intros and the bridge | |
That's where I put all the awful things I think I am | |
And if you still respect me I guess I'll have a second chance |
zuo ci : B. | |
Lemuria Pants | |
You never missed a word I tried to fit | |
Inside a chorus, inside a verse, all my intros and the bridge | |
That' s where I put all the awful things I think I am | |
And if you still respect me I guess I' ll have a second chance | |
I want my hands in your hair | |
I want my hands in your hair | |
Pulling your face closer | |
I told you last night you gave me butterflies | |
You surprise me with new cocoons everytime they start to fly | |
I instantly felt like an idiot | |
Embarrassed of the person controlling my mouth | |
My mouth it' s always in a melee | |
Figuring out how as it talks | |
Your response was comforting | |
I guess I gave you butterflies too | |
I want my hands in your hair | |
I want my hands in your hair | |
Pulling your face closer | |
and closer | |
and closer | |
and closer | |
and closer | |
and closer | |
and closer | |
You never missed a word I tried to fit | |
Inside a chorus, inside a verse, all my intros and the bridge | |
That' s where I put all the awful things I think I am | |
And if you still respect me I guess I' ll have a second chance | |
You never missed a word I tried to fit | |
Inside a chorus, inside a verse, all my intros and the bridge | |
That' s where I put all the awful things I think I am | |
And if you still respect me I guess I' ll have a second chance |
zuò cí : B. | |
Lemuria Pants | |
You never missed a word I tried to fit | |
Inside a chorus, inside a verse, all my intros and the bridge | |
That' s where I put all the awful things I think I am | |
And if you still respect me I guess I' ll have a second chance | |
I want my hands in your hair | |
I want my hands in your hair | |
Pulling your face closer | |
I told you last night you gave me butterflies | |
You surprise me with new cocoons everytime they start to fly | |
I instantly felt like an idiot | |
Embarrassed of the person controlling my mouth | |
My mouth it' s always in a melee | |
Figuring out how as it talks | |
Your response was comforting | |
I guess I gave you butterflies too | |
I want my hands in your hair | |
I want my hands in your hair | |
Pulling your face closer | |
and closer | |
and closer | |
and closer | |
and closer | |
and closer | |
and closer | |
You never missed a word I tried to fit | |
Inside a chorus, inside a verse, all my intros and the bridge | |
That' s where I put all the awful things I think I am | |
And if you still respect me I guess I' ll have a second chance | |
You never missed a word I tried to fit | |
Inside a chorus, inside a verse, all my intros and the bridge | |
That' s where I put all the awful things I think I am | |
And if you still respect me I guess I' ll have a second chance |