Song | Headlights On A Hand Grenade |
Artist | Tsunami Bomb |
Album | The Ultimate Escape |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Tsunami Bomb, Whitehurst | |
Ask her to stay | |
Ignition turns, the engine burns to life | |
She drives away | |
Away into the night | |
Storm rolling in | |
The darkness descending and then | |
She picks up her poison bottle | |
Cloudy sky, cloudy mind, now she feels at home | |
She drinks away her pain | |
As she takes your life into her hands | |
Out on the road | |
The poison has begun to settle in | |
She's going home | |
But wishes she could disappear again | |
She starts to swerve | |
The white line means nothing to her | |
She picks up her poison bottle | |
Heavy head, heavy eyes, will she make it home? | |
She drinks away her pain | |
As she takes your life into her hands | |
Her memories remain | |
As she takes your life into her hands | |
Losing control | |
Bits and pieces scatter like small toys | |
She'll never know | |
The lives she has taken and destroyed | |
She looks around | |
At flames eating bodies on the ground | |
She sees her broken poison bottle | |
Pick it up, smash it down in a pool of blood | |
The cops came and they took her away in chains |
zuo qu : Tsunami Bomb, Whitehurst | |
Ask her to stay | |
Ignition turns, the engine burns to life | |
She drives away | |
Away into the night | |
Storm rolling in | |
The darkness descending and then | |
She picks up her poison bottle | |
Cloudy sky, cloudy mind, now she feels at home | |
She drinks away her pain | |
As she takes your life into her hands | |
Out on the road | |
The poison has begun to settle in | |
She' s going home | |
But wishes she could disappear again | |
She starts to swerve | |
The white line means nothing to her | |
She picks up her poison bottle | |
Heavy head, heavy eyes, will she make it home? | |
She drinks away her pain | |
As she takes your life into her hands | |
Her memories remain | |
As she takes your life into her hands | |
Losing control | |
Bits and pieces scatter like small toys | |
She' ll never know | |
The lives she has taken and destroyed | |
She looks around | |
At flames eating bodies on the ground | |
She sees her broken poison bottle | |
Pick it up, smash it down in a pool of blood | |
The cops came and they took her away in chains |
zuò qǔ : Tsunami Bomb, Whitehurst | |
Ask her to stay | |
Ignition turns, the engine burns to life | |
She drives away | |
Away into the night | |
Storm rolling in | |
The darkness descending and then | |
She picks up her poison bottle | |
Cloudy sky, cloudy mind, now she feels at home | |
She drinks away her pain | |
As she takes your life into her hands | |
Out on the road | |
The poison has begun to settle in | |
She' s going home | |
But wishes she could disappear again | |
She starts to swerve | |
The white line means nothing to her | |
She picks up her poison bottle | |
Heavy head, heavy eyes, will she make it home? | |
She drinks away her pain | |
As she takes your life into her hands | |
Her memories remain | |
As she takes your life into her hands | |
Losing control | |
Bits and pieces scatter like small toys | |
She' ll never know | |
The lives she has taken and destroyed | |
She looks around | |
At flames eating bodies on the ground | |
She sees her broken poison bottle | |
Pick it up, smash it down in a pool of blood | |
The cops came and they took her away in chains |