Song | All Up The Seething Coast |
Artist | The Mountain Goats |
Album | We Shall All Be Healed |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Darnielle | |
I eat a couple Milky Ways for breakfast | |
I take my coffee light and sweet | |
Show up for dinner when you tell me to | |
I heap the sugar high and white on everything I eat | |
Carry an apple in my pocket | |
I write reminders on my skin | |
Clip meaningless pictures from old magazines | |
I tape them to the walls, it's a bad place I'm in | |
And nothing you can say or do will stop me | |
And a thousand dead friends can't stop me | |
I go back to places I remember | |
See what's been going on without me | |
Stare down the strangers at the bus stop | |
Pretend they've been gossiping about me | |
White sugar by the spoonful | |
Cantaloupes and grapes and watermelons | |
I force it down like it was medicine | |
Anybody asks, you tell 'em what you want to tell 'em | |
But the best you've got is powerless against me | |
All your little schemes break when they come crashing up against me |
zuo ci : Darnielle | |
I eat a couple Milky Ways for breakfast | |
I take my coffee light and sweet | |
Show up for dinner when you tell me to | |
I heap the sugar high and white on everything I eat | |
Carry an apple in my pocket | |
I write reminders on my skin | |
Clip meaningless pictures from old magazines | |
I tape them to the walls, it' s a bad place I' m in | |
And nothing you can say or do will stop me | |
And a thousand dead friends can' t stop me | |
I go back to places I remember | |
See what' s been going on without me | |
Stare down the strangers at the bus stop | |
Pretend they' ve been gossiping about me | |
White sugar by the spoonful | |
Cantaloupes and grapes and watermelons | |
I force it down like it was medicine | |
Anybody asks, you tell ' em what you want to tell ' em | |
But the best you' ve got is powerless against me | |
All your little schemes break when they come crashing up against me |
zuò cí : Darnielle | |
I eat a couple Milky Ways for breakfast | |
I take my coffee light and sweet | |
Show up for dinner when you tell me to | |
I heap the sugar high and white on everything I eat | |
Carry an apple in my pocket | |
I write reminders on my skin | |
Clip meaningless pictures from old magazines | |
I tape them to the walls, it' s a bad place I' m in | |
And nothing you can say or do will stop me | |
And a thousand dead friends can' t stop me | |
I go back to places I remember | |
See what' s been going on without me | |
Stare down the strangers at the bus stop | |
Pretend they' ve been gossiping about me | |
White sugar by the spoonful | |
Cantaloupes and grapes and watermelons | |
I force it down like it was medicine | |
Anybody asks, you tell ' em what you want to tell ' em | |
But the best you' ve got is powerless against me | |
All your little schemes break when they come crashing up against me |