The still look, curled up in the strait-jacket, fading of tears
Behind every kiss: a potential Judas
Desire of biting the vital artery mine or of the first passer-by
Insects with legs torn off my nails one by one
Shards of glass in eyes of cat: smile, or simply: ivory
Good night, good night, plug disconnected
Some flowers in the first month then just: earth
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.71]The still look, curled up in the strait-jacket, fading of tears
[00:21.04]Behind every kiss: a potential Judas
[00:30.26]Desire of biting the vital artery mine or of the first passer-by
[00:41.86]Insects with legs torn off my nails one by one
[00:52.31]Shards of glass in eyes of cat: smile, or simply: ivory
[01:13.18]Good night, good night, plug disconnected
[01:20.94]Some flowers in the first month then just: earth
📝 纯歌词版本
The still look, curled up in the strait-jacket, fading of tears
Behind every kiss: a potential Judas
Desire of biting the vital artery mine or of the first passer-by
Insects with legs torn off my nails one by one
Shards of glass in eyes of cat: smile, or simply: ivory
Good night, good night, plug disconnected
Some flowers in the first month then just: earth
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.71]The still look, curled up in the strait-jacket, fading of tears
[00:21.04]Behind every kiss: a potential Judas
[00:30.26]Desire of biting the vital artery mine or of the first passer-by
[00:41.86]Insects with legs torn off my nails one by one
[00:52.31]Shards of glass in eyes of cat: smile, or simply: ivory
[01:13.18]Good night, good night, plug disconnected
[01:20.94]Some flowers in the first month then just: earth
Among the trees holding her out my hands
“What about a walk?”
Step by step into the labyrinths of doubt
Every shelter – a trap
While distresses I witn...
Once upon a time there was a pretty fly
He had a pretty wife, this pretty fly
But one day she flew away, flew away
She had two pretty children
But one...
While on the surface light and shade take turns
And smile and tears and fair and ugly,
Saint and nasty
And the monstrous is just the different:
Tiny c...
In the purple flashes of the blazing blood
Slowly we vanish in and around ourselves
“You will not get out of eternal peace!”
“You will not get out of ...
Don't trust him
When he turns his back
He looks at you
Don't trust him
When his eyes are closed
He still looks at you
I fled, I fled
But the shapeless...
I dread the great winged insects and the cat-headed butterflies；
Above all the fleshy wings of the birds trying to clutch me。
At times I thought I was...