Self Portrait With Thing (tonight is not your night) Lyrics
| Song | Self Portrait With Thing (tonight is not your night) |
| Artist | Destroyer |
| Album | This Night |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Destroyer | |
| Honey, I know | |
| I know, you were born to give... | |
| And I also know | |
| I'm not the one you've been dying to slip off with into the | |
| Night... Cherished radical, | |
| I always knew you had it in you... | |
| Trials by fire are so easily won - | |
| Just try not to burn and things might not get worse... | |
| Hollowed-out valleys now rattle with the curse that | |
| Tonight is not your | |
| Night... It's not your | |
| Night Well, | |
| I followed the cries to a second-story flat and, | |
| In praise of bad luck, | |
| I threw down the homemade hat she made... | |
| Soon, the feral beast did beautify our wounds with a body that knew - | |
| You shouldn't hurt the ones you love... unless you really want to... | |
| Tried to celebrate the world, not hurl insults at a girl... | |
| But that finite rush which destroys every one of us is good destruction... | |
| Yeah, Hannah, you heard it here first - | |
| It's the good destruction... | |
| Now it's one forty-five and for some reason it's the season of trying to stay alive... | |
| So, let's stick together and breathe beneath the weather... | |
| It will be our doing... | |
| Son, given the right occasion, | |
| I'd put myself up for sale to post the necessary bail that would free you from | |
| This kingdom... | |
| But tonight is not your | |
| Night... It's not your | |
| Night... |
| zuo qu : Destroyer | |
| Honey, I know | |
| I know, you were born to give... | |
| And I also know | |
| I' m not the one you' ve been dying to slip off with into the | |
| Night... Cherished radical, | |
| I always knew you had it in you... | |
| Trials by fire are so easily won | |
| Just try not to burn and things might not get worse... | |
| Hollowedout valleys now rattle with the curse that | |
| Tonight is not your | |
| Night... It' s not your | |
| Night Well, | |
| I followed the cries to a secondstory flat and, | |
| In praise of bad luck, | |
| I threw down the homemade hat she made... | |
| Soon, the feral beast did beautify our wounds with a body that knew | |
| You shouldn' t hurt the ones you love... unless you really want to... | |
| Tried to celebrate the world, not hurl insults at a girl... | |
| But that finite rush which destroys every one of us is good destruction... | |
| Yeah, Hannah, you heard it here first | |
| It' s the good destruction... | |
| Now it' s one fortyfive and for some reason it' s the season of trying to stay alive... | |
| So, let' s stick together and breathe beneath the weather... | |
| It will be our doing... | |
| Son, given the right occasion, | |
| I' d put myself up for sale to post the necessary bail that would free you from | |
| This kingdom... | |
| But tonight is not your | |
| Night... It' s not your | |
| Night... |
| zuò qǔ : Destroyer | |
| Honey, I know | |
| I know, you were born to give... | |
| And I also know | |
| I' m not the one you' ve been dying to slip off with into the | |
| Night... Cherished radical, | |
| I always knew you had it in you... | |
| Trials by fire are so easily won | |
| Just try not to burn and things might not get worse... | |
| Hollowedout valleys now rattle with the curse that | |
| Tonight is not your | |
| Night... It' s not your | |
| Night Well, | |
| I followed the cries to a secondstory flat and, | |
| In praise of bad luck, | |
| I threw down the homemade hat she made... | |
| Soon, the feral beast did beautify our wounds with a body that knew | |
| You shouldn' t hurt the ones you love... unless you really want to... | |
| Tried to celebrate the world, not hurl insults at a girl... | |
| But that finite rush which destroys every one of us is good destruction... | |
| Yeah, Hannah, you heard it here first | |
| It' s the good destruction... | |
| Now it' s one fortyfive and for some reason it' s the season of trying to stay alive... | |
| So, let' s stick together and breathe beneath the weather... | |
| It will be our doing... | |
| Son, given the right occasion, | |
| I' d put myself up for sale to post the necessary bail that would free you from | |
| This kingdom... | |
| But tonight is not your | |
| Night... It' s not your | |
| Night... |
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