Song | She'll Come Back for You Tomorrow |
Artist | The Church |
Album | Uninvited, Like the Clouds |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Killbey, Koppes, Powles ... | |
Tremblin' the winter comes, penetrates the room | |
Sits beside you, takes hold of your hand | |
And the glances that she gives you | |
As your body turns to stone | |
And you shatter into pieces | |
As she leaves you all alone | |
She'll hypnotise you, make you follow | |
Or she'll come back for you tomorrow | |
And she's smiling and she's vicious | |
And she's sour and delicious | |
Can't ignore her or resist her | |
Try to leave her and I missed her | |
She'll hypnotise you, make you follow | |
Or she'll come back for you tomorrow | |
The sphere of life that glows and twists entices you to fall | |
Grants your wishes then takes them all away | |
And it crushes and it squeezes | |
Breaks the spirit, kills the soul | |
And it does just as it pleases | |
Did you hurry it to the hole | |
She'll hypnotise you, make you follow | |
Or she'll come back for you tomorrow | |
She'll come back for you tomorrow | |
Or she'll come back for you tomorrow | |
She'll come back for you tomorrow |
zuo ci : Killbey, Koppes, Powles ... | |
Tremblin' the winter comes, penetrates the room | |
Sits beside you, takes hold of your hand | |
And the glances that she gives you | |
As your body turns to stone | |
And you shatter into pieces | |
As she leaves you all alone | |
She' ll hypnotise you, make you follow | |
Or she' ll come back for you tomorrow | |
And she' s smiling and she' s vicious | |
And she' s sour and delicious | |
Can' t ignore her or resist her | |
Try to leave her and I missed her | |
She' ll hypnotise you, make you follow | |
Or she' ll come back for you tomorrow | |
The sphere of life that glows and twists entices you to fall | |
Grants your wishes then takes them all away | |
And it crushes and it squeezes | |
Breaks the spirit, kills the soul | |
And it does just as it pleases | |
Did you hurry it to the hole | |
She' ll hypnotise you, make you follow | |
Or she' ll come back for you tomorrow | |
She' ll come back for you tomorrow | |
Or she' ll come back for you tomorrow | |
She' ll come back for you tomorrow |
zuò cí : Killbey, Koppes, Powles ... | |
Tremblin' the winter comes, penetrates the room | |
Sits beside you, takes hold of your hand | |
And the glances that she gives you | |
As your body turns to stone | |
And you shatter into pieces | |
As she leaves you all alone | |
She' ll hypnotise you, make you follow | |
Or she' ll come back for you tomorrow | |
And she' s smiling and she' s vicious | |
And she' s sour and delicious | |
Can' t ignore her or resist her | |
Try to leave her and I missed her | |
She' ll hypnotise you, make you follow | |
Or she' ll come back for you tomorrow | |
The sphere of life that glows and twists entices you to fall | |
Grants your wishes then takes them all away | |
And it crushes and it squeezes | |
Breaks the spirit, kills the soul | |
And it does just as it pleases | |
Did you hurry it to the hole | |
She' ll hypnotise you, make you follow | |
Or she' ll come back for you tomorrow | |
She' ll come back for you tomorrow | |
Or she' ll come back for you tomorrow | |
She' ll come back for you tomorrow |