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Matt Pond PA
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The Butcher
作词:Matt Pond
Open up till midnight The butcher waits for someone's desperation That goes beyond control Speaking is an invitation
Under fluorescent lights You can't wash out his desire Where bodies are indecent And they are not in decline
From behind the counter he thought You whispered, you want more
Cut out the brights of the oncoming cars on the highway Lightness is forced when you cut out the lines in the paper Cut the split seconds The ones over filled
When you thought you were caught with unknowable thrills Instead you get absence Soft haze in the face 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 The lines in your head, have to all be replaced
Cleave the dry stone to a promise That an answer soon will follow Grave attention is still focused On the flashlight and the cold fortune
Down the streets on prospects The butcher walks home Orange in the streetlights Even knows it in the dark Proves it with his eyes closed
He puts his red coat, downstairs Goes up into his bedroom Undresses and folds his arms As if it could impress you
From under the covers he thought You whispered, you want more
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