Song | Beauty Strike |
Artist | Shudder to Think |
Album | 50,000 BC |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Larson, Wedren | |
Saw you in town | |
I thought you were lovely | |
And stared at the ground | |
I'll follow you wherever you go | |
Rabbit season ended when | |
I shot up the hole | |
They said you were missing | |
Except for your bowwhich floated on the wind sailored snow | |
I appear from air whenever you're around | |
Breathe me into being | |
Let me muscle through your crown | |
When you tear me up don't fear me | |
I'll be a mess for miles around | |
On a beauty strike from birth to you | |
Saw you in town | |
I Fingered you down | |
I thought you were lovely | |
And stared at the ground | |
I'll follow you wherever you go | |
Rabbit season ended when | |
I shot up the hole | |
They said you were missing | |
Except for your bowwhich floated on the wind sailored snow | |
I appear from air whenever you're around | |
Breathe me into being | |
Let me muscle through your crown | |
When you tear me up don't fear me | |
I'll be a mess for miles around | |
On a beauty strike from birth to you |
zuo ci : Larson, Wedren | |
Saw you in town | |
I thought you were lovely | |
And stared at the ground | |
I' ll follow you wherever you go | |
Rabbit season ended when | |
I shot up the hole | |
They said you were missing | |
Except for your bowwhich floated on the wind sailored snow | |
I appear from air whenever you' re around | |
Breathe me into being | |
Let me muscle through your crown | |
When you tear me up don' t fear me | |
I' ll be a mess for miles around | |
On a beauty strike from birth to you | |
Saw you in town | |
I Fingered you down | |
I thought you were lovely | |
And stared at the ground | |
I' ll follow you wherever you go | |
Rabbit season ended when | |
I shot up the hole | |
They said you were missing | |
Except for your bowwhich floated on the wind sailored snow | |
I appear from air whenever you' re around | |
Breathe me into being | |
Let me muscle through your crown | |
When you tear me up don' t fear me | |
I' ll be a mess for miles around | |
On a beauty strike from birth to you |
zuò cí : Larson, Wedren | |
Saw you in town | |
I thought you were lovely | |
And stared at the ground | |
I' ll follow you wherever you go | |
Rabbit season ended when | |
I shot up the hole | |
They said you were missing | |
Except for your bowwhich floated on the wind sailored snow | |
I appear from air whenever you' re around | |
Breathe me into being | |
Let me muscle through your crown | |
When you tear me up don' t fear me | |
I' ll be a mess for miles around | |
On a beauty strike from birth to you | |
Saw you in town | |
I Fingered you down | |
I thought you were lovely | |
And stared at the ground | |
I' ll follow you wherever you go | |
Rabbit season ended when | |
I shot up the hole | |
They said you were missing | |
Except for your bowwhich floated on the wind sailored snow | |
I appear from air whenever you' re around | |
Breathe me into being | |
Let me muscle through your crown | |
When you tear me up don' t fear me | |
I' ll be a mess for miles around | |
On a beauty strike from birth to you |