Logic - Samsara
歌曲信息
歌曲名:Logic
歌手:Samsara
所属专辑:Instinct Over Influe
作词:未知
作曲:未知
发行公司:Trial & Error
发行时间:2010-07-13
语言:英语
大小:1.78 MB
时长:03:07秒
比特率:80K
评分:0.0分
介绍:《Logic - Samsara》Samsara & Samsara演唱的歌曲,由未知作词、未知作曲。
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Logic - Samsara文本歌词
Can't you hear those cavalry drums
Hijacking your equilibrium
Midnight hags in the mausoleum
Where the pixilated doctors moan
Carnivores in the Kowloon night
Breathing freon by the candlelight
Coquettes bitch slap you so polite
Till you thank them
For the tea and sympathy
I want to defy
The logic of all sex laws
Let the handcuffs slip off your wrists
I'll let you be my chaperone
At the halfway home
I'm a full grown man
But I'm not afraid to cry
Neptune's lips taste like fermented wine
Perfumed blokes on the Ginza line
Running buck wild like a concubine
Who's mother never held her hand
Brief encounters in Mercedes Benz
Wearing hepatitis contact lens
Bed and breakfast getaway weekends
With Sports Illustrated moms
I want to defy
The logic of all sex laws
Let the handcuffs slip off your wrists
I'll let you be my chaperone
At the halfway home
I'm a full grown man
But I'm not afraid to cry
I want to defy
The logic of all sex laws
Let the handcuffs slip off your wrists
I'll let you be my chaperone
At the halfway home
I'm a full grown man
But I'm not afraid to cry
编辑于2010/07/13更新
Hijacking your equilibrium
Midnight hags in the mausoleum
Where the pixilated doctors moan
Carnivores in the Kowloon night
Breathing freon by the candlelight
Coquettes bitch slap you so polite
Till you thank them
For the tea and sympathy
I want to defy
The logic of all sex laws
Let the handcuffs slip off your wrists
I'll let you be my chaperone
At the halfway home
I'm a full grown man
But I'm not afraid to cry
Neptune's lips taste like fermented wine
Perfumed blokes on the Ginza line
Running buck wild like a concubine
Who's mother never held her hand
Brief encounters in Mercedes Benz
Wearing hepatitis contact lens
Bed and breakfast getaway weekends
With Sports Illustrated moms
I want to defy
The logic of all sex laws
Let the handcuffs slip off your wrists
I'll let you be my chaperone
At the halfway home
I'm a full grown man
But I'm not afraid to cry
I want to defy
The logic of all sex laws
Let the handcuffs slip off your wrists
I'll let you be my chaperone
At the halfway home
I'm a full grown man
But I'm not afraid to cry
编辑于2010/07/13更新
Logic - SamsaraLRC歌词
[ti:sexx laws] [ar:beck ] [by:] [00:13.50]Can't you hear those cavalry drums [00:17.50]Hijacking your equilibrium [00:20.50]Midnight hags in the mausoleum [00:23.50]Where the pixilated doctors moan [00:28.50]Carnivores in the Kowloon night [00:31.50]Breathing freon by the candlelight [00:35.50]Coquettes bitch slap you so polite [00:38.50]Till you thank them [00:39.50]For the tea and sympathy [00:42.50]I want to defy [00:45.50]The logic of all sex laws [00:49.50]Let the handcuffs slip off your wrists [00:52.50]I'll let you be my chaperone [00:56.50]At the halfway home [00:58.50]I'm a full grown man [00:59.50]But I'm not afraid to cry [01:09.50] [01:16.50]Neptune's lips taste like fermented wine [01:19.50]Perfumed blokes on the Ginza line [01:23.50]Running buck wild like a concubine [01:26.50]Who's mother never held her hand [01:30.50]Brief encounters in Mercedes Benz [01:34.50]Wearing hepatitis contact lens [01:37.50]Bed and breakfast getaway weekends [01:40.50]With Sports Illustrated moms [01:44.50]I want to defy [01:47.50]The logic of all sex laws [01:52.50]Let the handcuffs slip off your wrists [01:55.50]I'll let you be my chaperone [01:58.50]At the halfway home [02:00.50]I'm a full grown man [02:02.50]But I'm not afraid to cry [02:11.50] [02:33.50]I want to defy [02:35.50]The logic of all sex laws [02:40.50]Let the handcuffs slip off your wrists [02:43.50]I'll let you be my chaperone [02:46.50]At the halfway home [02:49.50]I'm a full grown man [02:50.50]But I'm not afraid to cry [03:00.50]
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