I part the curtains of your hair
And all the light of the sun floods the room
Poured from your sleepy stare
Two seconds each morning without fail
Before I enter the abattoir
To see my insides hanging there
But they request that I leave
'Cause my sad eyes are too much to bear
When the light leaves, the dark sees
Your hands to your hips now,
Two swan necks
Curl between pelvis with stretch-marks
And shoulders with those freckle flecks
The pain of the silence before bed
Oh for the sound of your pissing
Through the thin walls
Or stroking your head
But for the shadows and doom
And the sorrow we seem to have bred
When the light leaves, the dark sees
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:28.80]I part the curtains of your hair
[00:39.84]And all the light of the sun floods the room
[00:42.72]Poured from your sleepy stare
[00:49.50]Two seconds each morning without fail
[00:58.71]Before I enter the abattoir
[01:03.12]To see my insides hanging there
[01:11.58]But they request that I leave
[01:14.31]'Cause my sad eyes are too much to bear
[01:23.19]When the light leaves, the dark sees
[01:49.65]Your hands to your hips now,
[01:55.74]Two swan necks
[02:00.63]Curl between pelvis with stretch-marks
[02:02.88]And shoulders with those freckle flecks
[02:10.47]The pain of the silence before bed
[02:19.80]Oh for the sound of your pissing
[02:23.55]Through the thin walls
[02:25.44]Or stroking your head
[02:32.79]But for the shadows and doom
[02:35.76]And the sorrow we seem to have bred
[02:44.22]When the light leaves, the dark sees
I part the curtains of your hair
And all the light of the sun floods the room
Poured from your sleepy stare
Two seconds each morning without fail
Before I enter the abattoir
To see my insides hanging there
But they request that I leave
'Cause my sad eyes are too much to bear
When the light leaves, the dark sees
Your hands to your hips now,
Two swan necks
Curl between pelvis with stretch-marks
And shoulders with those freckle flecks
The pain of the silence before bed
Oh for the sound of your pissing
Through the thin walls
Or stroking your head
But for the shadows and doom
And the sorrow we seem to have bred
When the light leaves, the dark sees
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:28.80]I part the curtains of your hair
[00:39.84]And all the light of the sun floods the room
[00:42.72]Poured from your sleepy stare
[00:49.50]Two seconds each morning without fail
[00:58.71]Before I enter the abattoir
[01:03.12]To see my insides hanging there
[01:11.58]But they request that I leave
[01:14.31]'Cause my sad eyes are too much to bear
[01:23.19]When the light leaves, the dark sees
[01:49.65]Your hands to your hips now,
[01:55.74]Two swan necks
[02:00.63]Curl between pelvis with stretch-marks
[02:02.88]And shoulders with those freckle flecks
[02:10.47]The pain of the silence before bed
[02:19.80]Oh for the sound of your pissing
[02:23.55]Through the thin walls
[02:25.44]Or stroking your head
[02:32.79]But for the shadows and doom
[02:35.76]And the sorrow we seem to have bred
[02:44.22]When the light leaves, the dark sees
My brown eyes, two pools of mud
Resting in two dark moons
They turn the tide into a flood
And the bloodshot lines in the whites
Map every a road in th...
You didn't give a reason, didn't know what you would say
Would blow every last thing into place
And symbols of the star signs
How you read how mine ap...
I hate the stench of coffee on your breath
And I hate to feel its warmth against my neck
And what right do you have to have nightmares about me
When a...
When Christmas Comes -Los Campesinos!
When I go home I will walk via tinseltown
Down LED avenues jingle bells all around
Where they pluck all the star...
A wishbone hangs between your breasts
And if this little finger doesn't have the strength
Then I'm scared that this bird's back bone breaks
And that's...
Food court fountain's bubbling
In a ghost arcade
Slim fingers sieving through the rubble in
Bittersweet nightshade
No lie I would lay down my life
For...
By your hand is the only end I foresee,
I have been dreaming,
you've been dreaming about me.
By your hand is the only end I foresee,
I have been dream...
From the other side of gender-neutral bathroom stall
"Of all the assholes in this town I hate him most of all"
Every vodka mixer in the club was not...
Meet me at
St. Nicholas
Among the oaks
Behind the church
That sway like pig-tailed girls
As summer wind whistles
Around your bare-skin knees
And the f...