Song | Bookworm |
Artist | Margot & the Nuclear So and So's |
Album | Daytrotter Sessions |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Edwards | |
I'm in a book, | |
for you to read and then throw out. | |
I wasn't born, | |
I was just dropped into your arms. | |
Well mom I've been bad, | |
and I want to come home. | |
And you couldn't breathe, | |
with all those doctors at your side. | |
But you're talking to me, | |
saying I wish that I had died. | |
'Cause I'm being prodded, | |
crushed in your hands, | |
and I want to come home on the F train. | |
And you were just a paper boat, | |
floating through the gutter. | |
Lost at sea, | |
you drift to me, | |
and into someone's nightmares. | |
A home is a highway, | |
your pillows a rock, | |
I'm in a rusted car, | |
bound to get lost |
zuo qu : Edwards | |
I' m in a book, | |
for you to read and then throw out. | |
I wasn' t born, | |
I was just dropped into your arms. | |
Well mom I' ve been bad, | |
and I want to come home. | |
And you couldn' t breathe, | |
with all those doctors at your side. | |
But you' re talking to me, | |
saying I wish that I had died. | |
' Cause I' m being prodded, | |
crushed in your hands, | |
and I want to come home on the F train. | |
And you were just a paper boat, | |
floating through the gutter. | |
Lost at sea, | |
you drift to me, | |
and into someone' s nightmares. | |
A home is a highway, | |
your pillows a rock, | |
I' m in a rusted car, | |
bound to get lost |
zuò qǔ : Edwards | |
I' m in a book, | |
for you to read and then throw out. | |
I wasn' t born, | |
I was just dropped into your arms. | |
Well mom I' ve been bad, | |
and I want to come home. | |
And you couldn' t breathe, | |
with all those doctors at your side. | |
But you' re talking to me, | |
saying I wish that I had died. | |
' Cause I' m being prodded, | |
crushed in your hands, | |
and I want to come home on the F train. | |
And you were just a paper boat, | |
floating through the gutter. | |
Lost at sea, | |
you drift to me, | |
and into someone' s nightmares. | |
A home is a highway, | |
your pillows a rock, | |
I' m in a rusted car, | |
bound to get lost |