Song | Bright Yellow Gun |
Artist | Throwing Muses |
Album | Anthology |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hersh | |
With your bright yellow gun | |
You own the sun | |
And I think I need a little poison | |
To keep me tame | |
Keep me awake | |
I have nothing to offer but confusion | |
And the circus in my head | |
And the middle of the bed | |
In the middle of the night | |
With your bright silver frown | |
You own the town | |
And I think I need a little poison | |
I have no secrets | |
I have no lies | |
I have nothing to offer | |
But the middle of the night | |
And I think you need a little poison | |
You leak one apple a week to survive | |
And you still have to ask if you're alive | |
You have nothing to offer | |
But police my dreams | |
Keep me clean | |
Keep me awake | |
With your bright yellow gun | |
You own the sun | |
And I think I need a little poison | |
With your bright silver grin | |
You own sin | |
And I think I need a little poison | |
And I think I need a little poison | |
And I think I need a little poison | |
Bright yellow gun | |
Bright yellow gun | |
Bright yellow gun | |
Bright yellow gun | |
Bright yellow gun | |
Bright yellow gun |
zuo ci : Hersh | |
With your bright yellow gun | |
You own the sun | |
And I think I need a little poison | |
To keep me tame | |
Keep me awake | |
I have nothing to offer but confusion | |
And the circus in my head | |
And the middle of the bed | |
In the middle of the night | |
With your bright silver frown | |
You own the town | |
And I think I need a little poison | |
I have no secrets | |
I have no lies | |
I have nothing to offer | |
But the middle of the night | |
And I think you need a little poison | |
You leak one apple a week to survive | |
And you still have to ask if you' re alive | |
You have nothing to offer | |
But police my dreams | |
Keep me clean | |
Keep me awake | |
With your bright yellow gun | |
You own the sun | |
And I think I need a little poison | |
With your bright silver grin | |
You own sin | |
And I think I need a little poison | |
And I think I need a little poison | |
And I think I need a little poison | |
Bright yellow gun | |
Bright yellow gun | |
Bright yellow gun | |
Bright yellow gun | |
Bright yellow gun | |
Bright yellow gun |
zuò cí : Hersh | |
With your bright yellow gun | |
You own the sun | |
And I think I need a little poison | |
To keep me tame | |
Keep me awake | |
I have nothing to offer but confusion | |
And the circus in my head | |
And the middle of the bed | |
In the middle of the night | |
With your bright silver frown | |
You own the town | |
And I think I need a little poison | |
I have no secrets | |
I have no lies | |
I have nothing to offer | |
But the middle of the night | |
And I think you need a little poison | |
You leak one apple a week to survive | |
And you still have to ask if you' re alive | |
You have nothing to offer | |
But police my dreams | |
Keep me clean | |
Keep me awake | |
With your bright yellow gun | |
You own the sun | |
And I think I need a little poison | |
With your bright silver grin | |
You own sin | |
And I think I need a little poison | |
And I think I need a little poison | |
And I think I need a little poison | |
Bright yellow gun | |
Bright yellow gun | |
Bright yellow gun | |
Bright yellow gun | |
Bright yellow gun | |
Bright yellow gun |