| Song | Feathers and Furs |
| Artist | No Knife |
| Album | Riot For Romance! |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : No Knife | |
| softly as she falls, eva's come undone. | |
| it's what she wanted. girl as mad as birds. | |
| eva's come undone. it's what she wanted. | |
| and when she comes undone we look away, | |
| but i like the way her hair looks in this light; | |
| like smoke and dreams | |
| and ghosts that breathe | |
| and fade to die beneath the first rays | |
| of the last day. | |
| oh, no it's over. when she's fast asleep she shakes | |
| her head to wave the ghosts away. | |
| her heart full of echoes, her head full of pills. | |
| she wakes up in make up, in feathers and furs. | |
| when she comes undone we look away, | |
| but i like the way her hair looks in this light; | |
| like smoke and dreams | |
| and ghosts that breathe | |
| and fade to die beneath the first rays | |
| of her last day. | |
| oh, no it's over. borne of tears in sleeping eyes | |
| we severed hands that troubled time | |
| and chased a dream that | |
| lost its life forever in a song. |
| zuo qu : No Knife | |
| softly as she falls, eva' s come undone. | |
| it' s what she wanted. girl as mad as birds. | |
| eva' s come undone. it' s what she wanted. | |
| and when she comes undone we look away, | |
| but i like the way her hair looks in this light | |
| like smoke and dreams | |
| and ghosts that breathe | |
| and fade to die beneath the first rays | |
| of the last day. | |
| oh, no it' s over. when she' s fast asleep she shakes | |
| her head to wave the ghosts away. | |
| her heart full of echoes, her head full of pills. | |
| she wakes up in make up, in feathers and furs. | |
| when she comes undone we look away, | |
| but i like the way her hair looks in this light | |
| like smoke and dreams | |
| and ghosts that breathe | |
| and fade to die beneath the first rays | |
| of her last day. | |
| oh, no it' s over. borne of tears in sleeping eyes | |
| we severed hands that troubled time | |
| and chased a dream that | |
| lost its life forever in a song. |
| zuò qǔ : No Knife | |
| softly as she falls, eva' s come undone. | |
| it' s what she wanted. girl as mad as birds. | |
| eva' s come undone. it' s what she wanted. | |
| and when she comes undone we look away, | |
| but i like the way her hair looks in this light | |
| like smoke and dreams | |
| and ghosts that breathe | |
| and fade to die beneath the first rays | |
| of the last day. | |
| oh, no it' s over. when she' s fast asleep she shakes | |
| her head to wave the ghosts away. | |
| her heart full of echoes, her head full of pills. | |
| she wakes up in make up, in feathers and furs. | |
| when she comes undone we look away, | |
| but i like the way her hair looks in this light | |
| like smoke and dreams | |
| and ghosts that breathe | |
| and fade to die beneath the first rays | |
| of her last day. | |
| oh, no it' s over. borne of tears in sleeping eyes | |
| we severed hands that troubled time | |
| and chased a dream that | |
| lost its life forever in a song. |