Song | American Swimming Lesson |
Artist | Lovedrug |
Album | Everything Starts Where It Ends |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Lovedrug, Shepard | |
Black scene leather kid, real | |
Ameri-kidShove off or move my mountain | |
Calm these bitter bears and | |
I'll thank you for punching a hole | |
And sinking my balloon, hey | |
Nag my conscience, inferior conscience | |
Like I'm a lunatic waiting to scream | |
Henpecked by heroes with kingdoms of none | |
We're baking black mice in the sun | |
And you're following, you're following | |
You were hoping to find something to shine | |
But you are out of your mind | |
To be so in love with this capital world | |
Searching, you go searching for fauna | |
With absinthe in your coffee and a gun in your hand | |
You should not be hunting for ghosts in this land | |
I say, I say my | |
God, I say | |
And you're following, you're following | |
You were hoping to find something to shine | |
But you are out of your mind | |
To be so in love with this capital world | |
Skeletons in your head, open your mind you'll find | |
Skeletons in your head, open your mind you'll find | |
Swing high, swing low, swing high, swing low | |
Swing high, swing low, swing high, swing low | |
And you're following, you're following | |
You were hoping to find something to shine | |
But you are out of your mind | |
To be so in love |
zuo qu : Lovedrug, Shepard | |
Black scene leather kid, real | |
AmerikidShove off or move my mountain | |
Calm these bitter bears and | |
I' ll thank you for punching a hole | |
And sinking my balloon, hey | |
Nag my conscience, inferior conscience | |
Like I' m a lunatic waiting to scream | |
Henpecked by heroes with kingdoms of none | |
We' re baking black mice in the sun | |
And you' re following, you' re following | |
You were hoping to find something to shine | |
But you are out of your mind | |
To be so in love with this capital world | |
Searching, you go searching for fauna | |
With absinthe in your coffee and a gun in your hand | |
You should not be hunting for ghosts in this land | |
I say, I say my | |
God, I say | |
And you' re following, you' re following | |
You were hoping to find something to shine | |
But you are out of your mind | |
To be so in love with this capital world | |
Skeletons in your head, open your mind you' ll find | |
Skeletons in your head, open your mind you' ll find | |
Swing high, swing low, swing high, swing low | |
Swing high, swing low, swing high, swing low | |
And you' re following, you' re following | |
You were hoping to find something to shine | |
But you are out of your mind | |
To be so in love |
zuò qǔ : Lovedrug, Shepard | |
Black scene leather kid, real | |
AmerikidShove off or move my mountain | |
Calm these bitter bears and | |
I' ll thank you for punching a hole | |
And sinking my balloon, hey | |
Nag my conscience, inferior conscience | |
Like I' m a lunatic waiting to scream | |
Henpecked by heroes with kingdoms of none | |
We' re baking black mice in the sun | |
And you' re following, you' re following | |
You were hoping to find something to shine | |
But you are out of your mind | |
To be so in love with this capital world | |
Searching, you go searching for fauna | |
With absinthe in your coffee and a gun in your hand | |
You should not be hunting for ghosts in this land | |
I say, I say my | |
God, I say | |
And you' re following, you' re following | |
You were hoping to find something to shine | |
But you are out of your mind | |
To be so in love with this capital world | |
Skeletons in your head, open your mind you' ll find | |
Skeletons in your head, open your mind you' ll find | |
Swing high, swing low, swing high, swing low | |
Swing high, swing low, swing high, swing low | |
And you' re following, you' re following | |
You were hoping to find something to shine | |
But you are out of your mind | |
To be so in love |