| Song | KIssing Cousins |
| Artist | Closure in Moscow |
| Album | First Temple |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Barrett, DeCinque, Kimber ... | |
| We have never lived, we have never even tried | |
| Come on now give that burden to me | |
| We have never lived, we're just creeping all our days | |
| And you could feast an age, | |
| feast and still feel famine all the same | |
| When this food's an orgasm dripping context down my drains | |
| We've had our chances | |
| We didn't see them through | |
| It never ends, carry on the sin | |
| It never ends, it never ends | |
| We can never rest | |
| It's like kissing cousins, it's like breaking bread | |
| It gets me so frustrated | |
| Everyone's an expert, I'm so sick of it | |
| It makes me want to gouge a thousand eyes | |
| Choke five hundred throats | |
| Feed them to the fishes swimming in my moat | |
| While I sit in my castle, perched all alone | |
| Disconnected on a sullen throne | |
| It never ends, carry on the sin | |
| It never ends, it never ends | |
| We can never rest | |
| It's like kissing cousins, it's like breaking bread |
| zuo qu : Barrett, DeCinque, Kimber ... | |
| We have never lived, we have never even tried | |
| Come on now give that burden to me | |
| We have never lived, we' re just creeping all our days | |
| And you could feast an age, | |
| feast and still feel famine all the same | |
| When this food' s an orgasm dripping context down my drains | |
| We' ve had our chances | |
| We didn' t see them through | |
| It never ends, carry on the sin | |
| It never ends, it never ends | |
| We can never rest | |
| It' s like kissing cousins, it' s like breaking bread | |
| It gets me so frustrated | |
| Everyone' s an expert, I' m so sick of it | |
| It makes me want to gouge a thousand eyes | |
| Choke five hundred throats | |
| Feed them to the fishes swimming in my moat | |
| While I sit in my castle, perched all alone | |
| Disconnected on a sullen throne | |
| It never ends, carry on the sin | |
| It never ends, it never ends | |
| We can never rest | |
| It' s like kissing cousins, it' s like breaking bread |
| zuò qǔ : Barrett, DeCinque, Kimber ... | |
| We have never lived, we have never even tried | |
| Come on now give that burden to me | |
| We have never lived, we' re just creeping all our days | |
| And you could feast an age, | |
| feast and still feel famine all the same | |
| When this food' s an orgasm dripping context down my drains | |
| We' ve had our chances | |
| We didn' t see them through | |
| It never ends, carry on the sin | |
| It never ends, it never ends | |
| We can never rest | |
| It' s like kissing cousins, it' s like breaking bread | |
| It gets me so frustrated | |
| Everyone' s an expert, I' m so sick of it | |
| It makes me want to gouge a thousand eyes | |
| Choke five hundred throats | |
| Feed them to the fishes swimming in my moat | |
| While I sit in my castle, perched all alone | |
| Disconnected on a sullen throne | |
| It never ends, carry on the sin | |
| It never ends, it never ends | |
| We can never rest | |
| It' s like kissing cousins, it' s like breaking bread |