| Song | Fever Moon |
| Artist | Kevin Devine |
| Album | Brother's Blood |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Devine | |
| You're hot fog | |
| I can feel you and you're not far off | |
| I can taste you and you're what I want | |
| But I can't know you even when you're in my arms. | |
| You're burnt sky | |
| A fever moon that makes the sun jealous at night | |
| Your lava lips pour forth and branding iron eyes | |
| Fix them unto me and bring me back to life. | |
| You're quick sand | |
| I work and fight but just sink deeper in the end | |
| And every morning say I won't get stuck again | |
| But by nightfall baby here I always am. | |
| I tie myself in knots | |
| You come and shake me loose | |
| I'm bound up in you | |
| We push til you're through | |
| Lit up with proof. | |
| I bite your belly soft | |
| You make maps on my back | |
| You blockade the door | |
| I sink to your floor | |
| Get ready for war. | |
| You're hot fog | |
| The bad decision that I lie here waiting on | |
| Staring down your next mistake can take so long | |
| When I hear your foot steps babe, I don't care that it's wrong | |
| No, I don't care that it's wrong | |
| No, I don't care that it's wrong. |
| zuo qu : Devine | |
| You' re hot fog | |
| I can feel you and you' re not far off | |
| I can taste you and you' re what I want | |
| But I can' t know you even when you' re in my arms. | |
| You' re burnt sky | |
| A fever moon that makes the sun jealous at night | |
| Your lava lips pour forth and branding iron eyes | |
| Fix them unto me and bring me back to life. | |
| You' re quick sand | |
| I work and fight but just sink deeper in the end | |
| And every morning say I won' t get stuck again | |
| But by nightfall baby here I always am. | |
| I tie myself in knots | |
| You come and shake me loose | |
| I' m bound up in you | |
| We push til you' re through | |
| Lit up with proof. | |
| I bite your belly soft | |
| You make maps on my back | |
| You blockade the door | |
| I sink to your floor | |
| Get ready for war. | |
| You' re hot fog | |
| The bad decision that I lie here waiting on | |
| Staring down your next mistake can take so long | |
| When I hear your foot steps babe, I don' t care that it' s wrong | |
| No, I don' t care that it' s wrong | |
| No, I don' t care that it' s wrong. |
| zuò qǔ : Devine | |
| You' re hot fog | |
| I can feel you and you' re not far off | |
| I can taste you and you' re what I want | |
| But I can' t know you even when you' re in my arms. | |
| You' re burnt sky | |
| A fever moon that makes the sun jealous at night | |
| Your lava lips pour forth and branding iron eyes | |
| Fix them unto me and bring me back to life. | |
| You' re quick sand | |
| I work and fight but just sink deeper in the end | |
| And every morning say I won' t get stuck again | |
| But by nightfall baby here I always am. | |
| I tie myself in knots | |
| You come and shake me loose | |
| I' m bound up in you | |
| We push til you' re through | |
| Lit up with proof. | |
| I bite your belly soft | |
| You make maps on my back | |
| You blockade the door | |
| I sink to your floor | |
| Get ready for war. | |
| You' re hot fog | |
| The bad decision that I lie here waiting on | |
| Staring down your next mistake can take so long | |
| When I hear your foot steps babe, I don' t care that it' s wrong | |
| No, I don' t care that it' s wrong | |
| No, I don' t care that it' s wrong. |