Song | Needles |
Artist | System of a Down |
Album | Toxicity |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Malakian, Tankian | |
I cannot disguise, | |
all the stomach pains | |
and the walking of the cranes | |
when you, do come out | |
and you whisper up to me | |
in your life of tragedy | |
But I cannot grow | |
till you eat the last of me | |
oh when will I be free | |
and you, a parasite | |
just find another host | |
just another fool to roast | |
cause you | |
my tapeworm tells me what to do | |
you | |
my tapeworm tells me where to go | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
I cannot deny | |
all the evil traits | |
and the filling of the crates | |
when you, do come out | |
and you slither up to me | |
in your pimpin majesty | |
but I cannot grow | |
till you eat the last of me | |
oh when will I be free | |
and you, a parasite | |
just find another host | |
just another stool to post | |
cause you | |
my tapeworm tells me what to do | |
you | |
my tapeworm tells me where to go | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tape worm out of me... | |
I'm just sitting in my room | |
with a needle in my hand | |
waiting for the tomb | |
of some old dying man | |
sitting in my room | |
with a needle in my hand | |
waiting for the tomb | |
of some old dying man | |
cause you | |
my tapeworm tells me what to do | |
you | |
my tapeworm tells me where to go | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
HEY, HEY, HEY, HEY |
zuo ci : Malakian, Tankian | |
I cannot disguise, | |
all the stomach pains | |
and the walking of the cranes | |
when you, do come out | |
and you whisper up to me | |
in your life of tragedy | |
But I cannot grow | |
till you eat the last of me | |
oh when will I be free | |
and you, a parasite | |
just find another host | |
just another fool to roast | |
cause you | |
my tapeworm tells me what to do | |
you | |
my tapeworm tells me where to go | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
I cannot deny | |
all the evil traits | |
and the filling of the crates | |
when you, do come out | |
and you slither up to me | |
in your pimpin majesty | |
but I cannot grow | |
till you eat the last of me | |
oh when will I be free | |
and you, a parasite | |
just find another host | |
just another stool to post | |
cause you | |
my tapeworm tells me what to do | |
you | |
my tapeworm tells me where to go | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tape worm out of me... | |
I' m just sitting in my room | |
with a needle in my hand | |
waiting for the tomb | |
of some old dying man | |
sitting in my room | |
with a needle in my hand | |
waiting for the tomb | |
of some old dying man | |
cause you | |
my tapeworm tells me what to do | |
you | |
my tapeworm tells me where to go | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
HEY, HEY, HEY, HEY |
zuò cí : Malakian, Tankian | |
I cannot disguise, | |
all the stomach pains | |
and the walking of the cranes | |
when you, do come out | |
and you whisper up to me | |
in your life of tragedy | |
But I cannot grow | |
till you eat the last of me | |
oh when will I be free | |
and you, a parasite | |
just find another host | |
just another fool to roast | |
cause you | |
my tapeworm tells me what to do | |
you | |
my tapeworm tells me where to go | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
I cannot deny | |
all the evil traits | |
and the filling of the crates | |
when you, do come out | |
and you slither up to me | |
in your pimpin majesty | |
but I cannot grow | |
till you eat the last of me | |
oh when will I be free | |
and you, a parasite | |
just find another host | |
just another stool to post | |
cause you | |
my tapeworm tells me what to do | |
you | |
my tapeworm tells me where to go | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tape worm out of me... | |
I' m just sitting in my room | |
with a needle in my hand | |
waiting for the tomb | |
of some old dying man | |
sitting in my room | |
with a needle in my hand | |
waiting for the tomb | |
of some old dying man | |
cause you | |
my tapeworm tells me what to do | |
you | |
my tapeworm tells me where to go | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, HEY | |
HEY, HEY, HEY, HEY |