Song | The Animals Of Prey |
Artist | The Hidden Cameras |
Album | The Smell Of Our Own |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Gibb | |
We go down like moles | |
Claws dig an endless hole | |
We descend on fours, | |
Our snouts lead us on | |
We fall down without notes | |
And so we build a barren moat | |
Work through the night, our eyes opaque | |
Our fingers cold, kisses in rain | |
We fall down in pairs, | |
Moles locked in a blind stare | |
Your pearly mouth, it cracks a smile | |
Without a sound, the blind lead blind | |
We the animals of prey have become cannibals untamed | |
Under the stars the moles go far into the earth like a sinking stone | |
We ascend as swans | |
Glide through blue waters calm | |
Exhausted head, it falls asleep | |
Under a rock, after the dig | |
We wake up as swans | |
Songs sung for no one | |
Left in the night, the moles asleep | |
Forgotten prey, dead rodent stink | |
We get up as swans | |
Big bird in a small pond | |
Our eyes are smiles, our fingers cold | |
Our lips are frowns, our toes have mold | |
We the animals of prey have become cannibals untamed | |
Dug in the night, we use our spit and make a moat where we play dead | |
We the animals of prey have become cannibals untamed | |
Dug in the night, we use our spit and make a moat where we play dead | |
(We play dead...) |
zuo qu : Gibb | |
We go down like moles | |
Claws dig an endless hole | |
We descend on fours, | |
Our snouts lead us on | |
We fall down without notes | |
And so we build a barren moat | |
Work through the night, our eyes opaque | |
Our fingers cold, kisses in rain | |
We fall down in pairs, | |
Moles locked in a blind stare | |
Your pearly mouth, it cracks a smile | |
Without a sound, the blind lead blind | |
We the animals of prey have become cannibals untamed | |
Under the stars the moles go far into the earth like a sinking stone | |
We ascend as swans | |
Glide through blue waters calm | |
Exhausted head, it falls asleep | |
Under a rock, after the dig | |
We wake up as swans | |
Songs sung for no one | |
Left in the night, the moles asleep | |
Forgotten prey, dead rodent stink | |
We get up as swans | |
Big bird in a small pond | |
Our eyes are smiles, our fingers cold | |
Our lips are frowns, our toes have mold | |
We the animals of prey have become cannibals untamed | |
Dug in the night, we use our spit and make a moat where we play dead | |
We the animals of prey have become cannibals untamed | |
Dug in the night, we use our spit and make a moat where we play dead | |
We play dead... |
zuò qǔ : Gibb | |
We go down like moles | |
Claws dig an endless hole | |
We descend on fours, | |
Our snouts lead us on | |
We fall down without notes | |
And so we build a barren moat | |
Work through the night, our eyes opaque | |
Our fingers cold, kisses in rain | |
We fall down in pairs, | |
Moles locked in a blind stare | |
Your pearly mouth, it cracks a smile | |
Without a sound, the blind lead blind | |
We the animals of prey have become cannibals untamed | |
Under the stars the moles go far into the earth like a sinking stone | |
We ascend as swans | |
Glide through blue waters calm | |
Exhausted head, it falls asleep | |
Under a rock, after the dig | |
We wake up as swans | |
Songs sung for no one | |
Left in the night, the moles asleep | |
Forgotten prey, dead rodent stink | |
We get up as swans | |
Big bird in a small pond | |
Our eyes are smiles, our fingers cold | |
Our lips are frowns, our toes have mold | |
We the animals of prey have become cannibals untamed | |
Dug in the night, we use our spit and make a moat where we play dead | |
We the animals of prey have become cannibals untamed | |
Dug in the night, we use our spit and make a moat where we play dead | |
We play dead... |