Song | Little bag of Gloom |
Artist | Monster Magnet |
Album | 4-Way Diablo |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Wyndorf | |
Take your pills, take your pets, and go rolling down the road | |
I got a nasty little bruise, thanks to your last episode | |
Well you're so cold and I'm so gray, and I can hardly save the day | |
Think we're falling into darkness, running blind | |
You got troubles, yes it's true, and they all begin with you | |
If you don't let somebody in, you're gonna die in liar's gin | |
But you never wanna row, towards the origin of stones | |
And you locked away your heart, one more time | |
So take your books, take your broom, take your little bag of gloom | |
And I'm lost, and I'm through, and I'm crying out for truth | |
Maybe when you're all alone, you'll realise where love comes from | |
But until you take that time, you're just blind |
zuo ci : Wyndorf | |
Take your pills, take your pets, and go rolling down the road | |
I got a nasty little bruise, thanks to your last episode | |
Well you' re so cold and I' m so gray, and I can hardly save the day | |
Think we' re falling into darkness, running blind | |
You got troubles, yes it' s true, and they all begin with you | |
If you don' t let somebody in, you' re gonna die in liar' s gin | |
But you never wanna row, towards the origin of stones | |
And you locked away your heart, one more time | |
So take your books, take your broom, take your little bag of gloom | |
And I' m lost, and I' m through, and I' m crying out for truth | |
Maybe when you' re all alone, you' ll realise where love comes from | |
But until you take that time, you' re just blind |
zuò cí : Wyndorf | |
Take your pills, take your pets, and go rolling down the road | |
I got a nasty little bruise, thanks to your last episode | |
Well you' re so cold and I' m so gray, and I can hardly save the day | |
Think we' re falling into darkness, running blind | |
You got troubles, yes it' s true, and they all begin with you | |
If you don' t let somebody in, you' re gonna die in liar' s gin | |
But you never wanna row, towards the origin of stones | |
And you locked away your heart, one more time | |
So take your books, take your broom, take your little bag of gloom | |
And I' m lost, and I' m through, and I' m crying out for truth | |
Maybe when you' re all alone, you' ll realise where love comes from | |
But until you take that time, you' re just blind |