Song | You Kiss Like You're Dead |
Artist | Cex |
Album | Being Ridden |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Kidwell | |
it burned our tongues and stomaches | |
when we tried to tame it | |
passed it back a forth | |
the bile that we were tasting | |
ground our teeth to powder | |
nothing ever changes | |
haven't found some solace | |
while my fist continue swinging | |
looking for dead animals | |
the most perverted, | |
twisted form of learning | |
sorry if I hurt you | |
in the middle of the ice | |
striking at the surface | |
frozen, my reflection | |
by any means i'll burn | |
we said things in the dark past | |
you would deny | |
so I kept my eyes shut tight | |
there's nothing there to prove I cared, now | |
the ugliness I shared I buried | |
safe under the ground | |
not even a scar, barely recollected | |
don't think I should be allowed to forget you | |
shadows I and I confide | |
and made my own | |
and were not writing to me | |
till the day you showed up | |
the moment you let me in's the minute he slips away | |
but isn't it lonely sitting watch atop his grave? | |
I don't want to replace what the earth took from you, girl | |
but you kiss like you're dead already | |
i'm worried |
zuo ci : Kidwell | |
it burned our tongues and stomaches | |
when we tried to tame it | |
passed it back a forth | |
the bile that we were tasting | |
ground our teeth to powder | |
nothing ever changes | |
haven' t found some solace | |
while my fist continue swinging | |
looking for dead animals | |
the most perverted, | |
twisted form of learning | |
sorry if I hurt you | |
in the middle of the ice | |
striking at the surface | |
frozen, my reflection | |
by any means i' ll burn | |
we said things in the dark past | |
you would deny | |
so I kept my eyes shut tight | |
there' s nothing there to prove I cared, now | |
the ugliness I shared I buried | |
safe under the ground | |
not even a scar, barely recollected | |
don' t think I should be allowed to forget you | |
shadows I and I confide | |
and made my own | |
and were not writing to me | |
till the day you showed up | |
the moment you let me in' s the minute he slips away | |
but isn' t it lonely sitting watch atop his grave? | |
I don' t want to replace what the earth took from you, girl | |
but you kiss like you' re dead already | |
i' m worried |
zuò cí : Kidwell | |
it burned our tongues and stomaches | |
when we tried to tame it | |
passed it back a forth | |
the bile that we were tasting | |
ground our teeth to powder | |
nothing ever changes | |
haven' t found some solace | |
while my fist continue swinging | |
looking for dead animals | |
the most perverted, | |
twisted form of learning | |
sorry if I hurt you | |
in the middle of the ice | |
striking at the surface | |
frozen, my reflection | |
by any means i' ll burn | |
we said things in the dark past | |
you would deny | |
so I kept my eyes shut tight | |
there' s nothing there to prove I cared, now | |
the ugliness I shared I buried | |
safe under the ground | |
not even a scar, barely recollected | |
don' t think I should be allowed to forget you | |
shadows I and I confide | |
and made my own | |
and were not writing to me | |
till the day you showed up | |
the moment you let me in' s the minute he slips away | |
but isn' t it lonely sitting watch atop his grave? | |
I don' t want to replace what the earth took from you, girl | |
but you kiss like you' re dead already | |
i' m worried |