| Song | You'll Never Guess Who Died |
| Artist | The Kinison |
| Album | What Are You Listening To |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Kinison | |
| Come into this world, | |
| Oh With your hands tied up | |
| I can see your pants around your ankles and the floor | |
| You and I did spend that one day | |
| In bed counting sheep | |
| Maybe we could sleep it off with your best friend's pills | |
| I can describe what it's like to be sad if it's sharp enough | |
| Go into through this small hole | |
| With your hands tied up | |
| I can see you dance | |
| Around my bedroom through the door | |
| You and I did spend that time dodging sleep for weeks | |
| Maybe we could grind our teeth to your best friends coke | |
| I can't describe what it's like to be sad if it's sharp enough | |
| Come into this small hole | |
| With your pants and tie off | |
| I can feel you press it up | |
| When my hips hit the floor | |
| I can't describe what it's like to be sad if it's sharp enough |
| zuo qu : Kinison | |
| Come into this world, | |
| Oh With your hands tied up | |
| I can see your pants around your ankles and the floor | |
| You and I did spend that one day | |
| In bed counting sheep | |
| Maybe we could sleep it off with your best friend' s pills | |
| I can describe what it' s like to be sad if it' s sharp enough | |
| Go into through this small hole | |
| With your hands tied up | |
| I can see you dance | |
| Around my bedroom through the door | |
| You and I did spend that time dodging sleep for weeks | |
| Maybe we could grind our teeth to your best friends coke | |
| I can' t describe what it' s like to be sad if it' s sharp enough | |
| Come into this small hole | |
| With your pants and tie off | |
| I can feel you press it up | |
| When my hips hit the floor | |
| I can' t describe what it' s like to be sad if it' s sharp enough |
| zuò qǔ : Kinison | |
| Come into this world, | |
| Oh With your hands tied up | |
| I can see your pants around your ankles and the floor | |
| You and I did spend that one day | |
| In bed counting sheep | |
| Maybe we could sleep it off with your best friend' s pills | |
| I can describe what it' s like to be sad if it' s sharp enough | |
| Go into through this small hole | |
| With your hands tied up | |
| I can see you dance | |
| Around my bedroom through the door | |
| You and I did spend that time dodging sleep for weeks | |
| Maybe we could grind our teeth to your best friends coke | |
| I can' t describe what it' s like to be sad if it' s sharp enough | |
| Come into this small hole | |
| With your pants and tie off | |
| I can feel you press it up | |
| When my hips hit the floor | |
| I can' t describe what it' s like to be sad if it' s sharp enough |