Song | Queen-Sized Tomb |
Artist | Shivaree |
Album | Rough Dreams |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Parsley | |
Looks like somebody got murdered | |
That's the way it looks around here | |
I shouldn't wait for you | |
I think it's too late for you | |
Too many toxic tantrums | |
Have watered down my fear | |
Too much of your thunder | |
Killed all my wonder for you | |
And it's a queen sized tomb | |
Me in my water-stained room | |
Alone with my ends and adds | |
Associating with the gods on my walls | |
While you fear up portraits | |
And forward all my calls to the moon | |
I guess it's coming down soon | |
Looks like some nasty weather | |
Blew into the neighborhood | |
Funny it was so blue | |
I guess it followed you | |
Well you ripped off my conclusions | |
Like a twisted robin hood | |
And I'm not afraid of you | |
I'm only delayed by you | |
And it's a queen sized tomb | |
And the words drip from your lips like glimmering jewels | |
And thecongregation weeps while you plagiarize the fools | |
Ain't it a shame | |
Nobody's got to leave home to find someone to blame |
zuo ci : Parsley | |
Looks like somebody got murdered | |
That' s the way it looks around here | |
I shouldn' t wait for you | |
I think it' s too late for you | |
Too many toxic tantrums | |
Have watered down my fear | |
Too much of your thunder | |
Killed all my wonder for you | |
And it' s a queen sized tomb | |
Me in my waterstained room | |
Alone with my ends and adds | |
Associating with the gods on my walls | |
While you fear up portraits | |
And forward all my calls to the moon | |
I guess it' s coming down soon | |
Looks like some nasty weather | |
Blew into the neighborhood | |
Funny it was so blue | |
I guess it followed you | |
Well you ripped off my conclusions | |
Like a twisted robin hood | |
And I' m not afraid of you | |
I' m only delayed by you | |
And it' s a queen sized tomb | |
And the words drip from your lips like glimmering jewels | |
And thecongregation weeps while you plagiarize the fools | |
Ain' t it a shame | |
Nobody' s got to leave home to find someone to blame |
zuò cí : Parsley | |
Looks like somebody got murdered | |
That' s the way it looks around here | |
I shouldn' t wait for you | |
I think it' s too late for you | |
Too many toxic tantrums | |
Have watered down my fear | |
Too much of your thunder | |
Killed all my wonder for you | |
And it' s a queen sized tomb | |
Me in my waterstained room | |
Alone with my ends and adds | |
Associating with the gods on my walls | |
While you fear up portraits | |
And forward all my calls to the moon | |
I guess it' s coming down soon | |
Looks like some nasty weather | |
Blew into the neighborhood | |
Funny it was so blue | |
I guess it followed you | |
Well you ripped off my conclusions | |
Like a twisted robin hood | |
And I' m not afraid of you | |
I' m only delayed by you | |
And it' s a queen sized tomb | |
And the words drip from your lips like glimmering jewels | |
And thecongregation weeps while you plagiarize the fools | |
Ain' t it a shame | |
Nobody' s got to leave home to find someone to blame |