| Song | Lover Thine |
| Artist | Android Lust |
| Album | Devour, Rise and Take Flight |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Shikhee | |
| He says I keep the faith in the only thing | |
| It gives me grief it gives me pain | |
| It's heaven and hell in one | |
| He believes the best has come and gone | |
| He hides it in a special place | |
| His lover his life mate | |
| He says I do the best to keep you in my arms | |
| My money you're the only one | |
| Down in the corner he sits on his hands | |
| Laughs in glee and delight at his plans | |
| To beg steal and borrow every penny that he can | |
| Fuck his dear mother if it gained him a grand | |
| He's a well-respected man of means | |
| With a touch of slime in between | |
| His lips as words he weaves | |
| This wide-eyed fool already believes | |
| Down in the corner he sits on his hands | |
| Laughs in glee does a happy little dance |
| zuo qu : Shikhee | |
| He says I keep the faith in the only thing | |
| It gives me grief it gives me pain | |
| It' s heaven and hell in one | |
| He believes the best has come and gone | |
| He hides it in a special place | |
| His lover his life mate | |
| He says I do the best to keep you in my arms | |
| My money you' re the only one | |
| Down in the corner he sits on his hands | |
| Laughs in glee and delight at his plans | |
| To beg steal and borrow every penny that he can | |
| Fuck his dear mother if it gained him a grand | |
| He' s a wellrespected man of means | |
| With a touch of slime in between | |
| His lips as words he weaves | |
| This wideeyed fool already believes | |
| Down in the corner he sits on his hands | |
| Laughs in glee does a happy little dance |
| zuò qǔ : Shikhee | |
| He says I keep the faith in the only thing | |
| It gives me grief it gives me pain | |
| It' s heaven and hell in one | |
| He believes the best has come and gone | |
| He hides it in a special place | |
| His lover his life mate | |
| He says I do the best to keep you in my arms | |
| My money you' re the only one | |
| Down in the corner he sits on his hands | |
| Laughs in glee and delight at his plans | |
| To beg steal and borrow every penny that he can | |
| Fuck his dear mother if it gained him a grand | |
| He' s a wellrespected man of means | |
| With a touch of slime in between | |
| His lips as words he weaves | |
| This wideeyed fool already believes | |
| Down in the corner he sits on his hands | |
| Laughs in glee does a happy little dance |