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i read water like inky drips telling tales on foreign lips reflective skin a page of white sleeping now before the night this is how we get closer two wanting bodies bound by mystery that pulls us over all that holds us down and leaves us heaving and

Blacktop letters written out of chalk* that she might see me when school is over, Dripping thoughts fall onto your sidewalk, I could only tell you when I'm not sober It's not your fault Cryptic message written in the dark, All that haunts me is surel

Submit Lyrics Your name will be printed as part of the credit when your lyric is approved. 专辑:Inky Bloaters 歌手:Danielle Dax 歌曲:Inky Bloaters

Beautiful girl, you're a lovely picture Beautiful girl, you're a gorgeous mixture Of all that lies, under the big blue skies My heart cries... Beautiful girl, you're a dazzling icon Beautiful girl, I could never ----- [Dialogue] If I have you making

I am not Jasmine, I'm Aladdin So far ahead, these bums is laggin' See me in that new thing, bums is gaggin' I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon Look at my show footag

Oi P it's your round Na it's your round Oi it's your fucking round man I got the last fucking round! Hey you still owe me five anyway bro! You get the round! Fuck! It's your round dude. It's your round! If ya hangin' at the back of the bar So just bo

Down from my ceiling Drips great noise It drips on my head through a hole in the roof Behind these two hills here There's a pool And when I'm swimming in Through a tunnel I shut my eyes Inside the cabin I make sounds In through the tubes I send this

作詞:chris mosdell 作曲:菅野よう子 編曲:菅野よう子 This is the song of a kingfisher girl Who sits by the side of the River of Life And files in her mind over seven sad seas Fiery her wings as so brightly she sings Songs that are sweetened by one million moons Songs

"10.15 Saturday Night" 10.15 Saturday night And the tap drips Under the strip light And I'm sitting In the kitchen sink And the tap drips Drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip Waiting For the telephone to ring And I'm wondering Where she's bee

She can see the stars from where she stands And all she longs for is you hold her hand She ties her shoes, past drips away She's on her way- I ain't looking back again, I ain't ever looking back again I ain't looking back again, I ain't ever looking

There was a better day, unlike today, Where the vision inside decided to stay Took the words that were true and the picture of you To the room where they rotted away And then I headed back to find out how it all began Now I know this pen will never l

Down here, where's we're at The weather changes, that's the way it goes Sometimes it snows, when everything's wrong Sometimes it snows, but when it does, it doesn't last long Down here, where we're at All we do is sit out on the porch And play our so

We can remember swimming in December. Heading for the city lights in 1975. We share in each other. Nearer than farther. The scent of a lemon drips from your eyes. We are the people that rule the world. A force running in every boy and girl. All rejoi

lyrics by 卧似水 完全个人听译,个别不确定句子后面标注了(...) [calibrated by Ov's Pianist, 标注在方形括号中.] while the sunlight freezes up i think of you again and the snow is lying cold looks like the blanket on this town and it drips down from the roof tops while i hear the win

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You hit me once, I hit you back You gave a kick, I gave a slap You smashed a plate over my head Then I set fire to our bed You hit me once, I hit you back You gave a kick, I gave a slap You smashed a plate over my head Then I set fire to our bed My b

If I could open my arms And span the length of the isle of Manhattan, I'd bring it to where you are Making a lake of the East River and Hudson If I could open my mouth Wide enough for a marching band to march out They would make your name sing And be

Go, strike the flint If you think it can make a spark Stack fuel for a fire If there's a chance that this will burn Guard off the rain From wind brewing in the dark And after you do I still might just blow you off and turn away If you want to light m

With graying clouds hanging over me Oh, I cannot, I cannot breathe Your pale face behind bars, my heart sinks Sold to this house for the use of men Oh, your young heart, I wish I could mend But instead, I'll pretend, I'll pretend So close your eyes,

COWARD!! spit I think I'll spit For all those girls, who speak contradiction The guy who crept through the shadows everyday to clutch his own conclusion Watch all the blood, as it drips from your veins you coward Godspeed, may your death come quickly