Gudrun Gut&Anita Lane - Firething
LRC歌词
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[00:00.000]Firething - Gudrun Gut/Anita Lane
[00:04.640]Written by:g.gut/j.klimek
[00:09.297]What did you think when you saw his hands
[00:12.696]I wondered if they could kill people
[00:14.982]Yeah it's always like that
[00:18.330]Why are you crying
[00:20.730]Why are you crying
[00:22.194]There's a girl going blind on tv
[00:25.231]Yeah little house on the prairie
[00:35.358]What are you thinking
[00:40.063]What are you thinking
[00:44.487]How he lets me use his firething
[00:51.178]His firething his firething
[01:00.950]How his hands melt clean like a good father's
[01:03.655]Like gregory peck's how his eyes held things
[01:07.061]And the candles shined the lips of his mouth
[01:10.074]And how something sparkled in them
[01:20.370]I know he was home when you telephoned
[01:26.269]He is passive aggressive
[01:31.127]He hates women
[01:46.435]His touch opens worlds it rages it riots it reveals
[01:49.881]Not too much me neither
[01:52.409]It's a sexy zig zag it's salman rushdie
[01:55.314]It's fugitive in my blood
[01:59.489]He won't cure you of your memories
[02:02.308]And he might give you pictures you can never shake
[02:08.826]How he lets me use his firething
[02:15.311]How he lets me use his firething
[02:18.598]How he lets me use his firething
[02:24.953]How he lets me use his firething
[02:31.556]How he lets me use his firething
[02:37.979]How he lets me use his firething
[03:15.797]Optional firething
[03:20.260]How he lets me use his firething
[03:26.635]How he lets me use his firething his firething firething
[03:49.441]How he lets me use his firething
[03:55.803]How he lets me use his firething his firething
[04:02.330]How he lets me use his firething firething
[04:08.822]How he lets me use his firething his firething his firething
[04:20.398]He lets you use his lighter
文本歌词
Firething - Gudrun Gut/Anita Lane
Written by:g.gut/j.klimek
What did you think when you saw his hands
I wondered if they could kill people
Yeah it's always like that
Why are you crying
Why are you crying
There's a girl going blind on tv
Yeah little house on the prairie
What are you thinking
What are you thinking
How he lets me use his firething
His firething his firething
How his hands melt clean like a good father's
Like gregory peck's how his eyes held things
And the candles shined the lips of his mouth
And how something sparkled in them
I know he was home when you telephoned
He is passive aggressive
He hates women
His touch opens worlds it rages it riots it reveals
Not too much me neither
It's a sexy zig zag it's salman rushdie
It's fugitive in my blood
He won't cure you of your memories
And he might give you pictures you can never shake
How he lets me use his firething
How he lets me use his firething
How he lets me use his firething
How he lets me use his firething
How he lets me use his firething
How he lets me use his firething
Optional firething
How he lets me use his firething
How he lets me use his firething his firething firething
How he lets me use his firething
How he lets me use his firething his firething
How he lets me use his firething firething
How he lets me use his firething his firething his firething
He lets you use his lighter