Song | Devil's Work |
Artist | Miike Snow |
Album | Les Inrockuptibles : Un printemps 2012, Volume 2 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
The blind here are so sharp and they cut | |
The light from a primitive sun | |
You know I really wanted her | |
Society thinks so highly now | |
This hotel I vomited on | |
Before I lost the sight of her | |
My man, he quietly closes the door | |
Now the pharaoh is woken | |
My hands, I feel like I’ve been here before | |
She has already spoken | |
Anyway | |
There’s no reason to get hurt | |
You don’t need to sell your shirt | |
To do the devil’s work | |
You’ve finally found your place | |
You know it always works | |
You know it always works | |
I saw someone who looked like you on | |
The platform at (unknown) station | |
But from a younger era | |
The lights in the bell house were still on | |
We all need somebody to love | |
Beauty clothe the naked | |
My man, he quietly closes the door | |
Now the pharaoh is woken | |
My hands, I feel like I’ve been here before | |
She has already spoken | |
Anyway | |
There’s no reason to get hurt | |
You don’t need to sell your shirt | |
To do the devil’s work | |
You’ve finally found your place | |
You know it always works | |
You know it always works |
The blind here are so sharp and they cut | |
The light from a primitive sun | |
You know I really wanted her | |
Society thinks so highly now | |
This hotel I vomited on | |
Before I lost the sight of her | |
My man, he quietly closes the door | |
Now the pharaoh is woken | |
My hands, I feel like I' ve been here before | |
She has already spoken | |
Anyway | |
There' s no reason to get hurt | |
You don' t need to sell your shirt | |
To do the devil' s work | |
You' ve finally found your place | |
You know it always works | |
You know it always works | |
I saw someone who looked like you on | |
The platform at unknown station | |
But from a younger era | |
The lights in the bell house were still on | |
We all need somebody to love | |
Beauty clothe the naked | |
My man, he quietly closes the door | |
Now the pharaoh is woken | |
My hands, I feel like I' ve been here before | |
She has already spoken | |
Anyway | |
There' s no reason to get hurt | |
You don' t need to sell your shirt | |
To do the devil' s work | |
You' ve finally found your place | |
You know it always works | |
You know it always works |
The blind here are so sharp and they cut | |
The light from a primitive sun | |
You know I really wanted her | |
Society thinks so highly now | |
This hotel I vomited on | |
Before I lost the sight of her | |
My man, he quietly closes the door | |
Now the pharaoh is woken | |
My hands, I feel like I' ve been here before | |
She has already spoken | |
Anyway | |
There' s no reason to get hurt | |
You don' t need to sell your shirt | |
To do the devil' s work | |
You' ve finally found your place | |
You know it always works | |
You know it always works | |
I saw someone who looked like you on | |
The platform at unknown station | |
But from a younger era | |
The lights in the bell house were still on | |
We all need somebody to love | |
Beauty clothe the naked | |
My man, he quietly closes the door | |
Now the pharaoh is woken | |
My hands, I feel like I' ve been here before | |
She has already spoken | |
Anyway | |
There' s no reason to get hurt | |
You don' t need to sell your shirt | |
To do the devil' s work | |
You' ve finally found your place | |
You know it always works | |
You know it always works |