歌手:The Mars Volta
歌詞出處: http://www.20238.cn
How much do you make in that death factory? Severance hold in the chamber of revolvers Empty jails fall from my scalp shake the glove and let me out Still I can remember the day that they took you from me Seems like Ive been running from your trenchant memory Harpsichord will warn me when its over Cause if heaven breathes then someone trade places with me Cause I dont want to tar feathers instead of rags Instead of rags When do I get to see the body preserved inside this brim? sewn on the lips were her last words Ill be damned, I can still hear her laughing Your angels have tangled their breasts again the comfort of doubt, still it keeps you thin And still I can remember the day that they took you from me Seems like Ive been running from your trenchant memory Harpsichord will warn me when its over Cause if heaven breathes then someone trade places with me Cause I dont want to tar feathers instead of rags Instead of rags Does your temperature ache? Is your glass about to break? Are you purple with currant? Will you now become the serpent? Gordian knots in the powerlines starts to feel so empty with pesticide Like the pharaohs of old bury me in gold Will your sun refuse to bite in the Stockholm city that we provide? If your heart does cease to speak my fingernail claw will make your chalkboard sing
