Kill The Music Lyrics
| Song | Kill The Music |
| Artist | Every Time I Die |
| Album | Gutter Phenomenon |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Every Time I Die | |
| Stutter step to the beat of a disparaged lover | |
| Dumb and pulsin' we've become | |
| Bedroom door is an old black lung | |
| It's arrhythmic, uninvitin' and pliable | |
| With the noble irreverence of shrapnel she came for us | |
| Bore into our heads and found thoughtlessness | |
| Never minded the faithless courage of shame | |
| Or the bravery of oblivion | |
| When I'm on her mind, | |
| I'm never comin' back | |
| Two timin' is what it takes then we both know | |
| One take is all we need, we're not equipped to stay unloved | |
| But it's all we've got and we're not at all alright | |
| Come on baby, give me the creeps, give me the creeps | |
| Come on, give me the creeps, give me the creeps | |
| Either you or | |
| I or both must go | |
| Either you or | |
| I or both must go | |
| When I'm on her mind, | |
| I'm never comin' back | |
| Two timin' is what it takes then we both know | |
| One take is all we need, we're not equipped to stay unloved | |
| But it's all we've got and we're not at all alright | |
| There's no difference between bein' holy and alone | |
| That's why | |
| I'm eagerly fleein' the scene, lead footed | |
| Baby, return the favor and leave somebody you love | |
| What if they come back, they're drunk and they're lonely? | |
| We all get lonely | |
| God forbid, we indulge when at sea | |
| Just the tempest, the temptress and me | |
| Naturally bored thriller | |
| Nobody knows the trouble | |
| I've beenOr the exactin' improvement of sin | |
| I'm handin' myself over, | |
| I'm turnin' myself in | |
| War has no glory like a woman ignored | |
| So here's to the empires polluted with dead | |
| And the truckers' wives who erected them | |
| I know the stripper's real name, | |
| I know the stripper's real name | |
| I know the stripper's real name, | |
| I know the stripper's real name | |
| Stop me if | |
| I'm wrong |
| zuo qu : Every Time I Die | |
| Stutter step to the beat of a disparaged lover | |
| Dumb and pulsin' we' ve become | |
| Bedroom door is an old black lung | |
| It' s arrhythmic, uninvitin' and pliable | |
| With the noble irreverence of shrapnel she came for us | |
| Bore into our heads and found thoughtlessness | |
| Never minded the faithless courage of shame | |
| Or the bravery of oblivion | |
| When I' m on her mind, | |
| I' m never comin' back | |
| Two timin' is what it takes then we both know | |
| One take is all we need, we' re not equipped to stay unloved | |
| But it' s all we' ve got and we' re not at all alright | |
| Come on baby, give me the creeps, give me the creeps | |
| Come on, give me the creeps, give me the creeps | |
| Either you or | |
| I or both must go | |
| Either you or | |
| I or both must go | |
| When I' m on her mind, | |
| I' m never comin' back | |
| Two timin' is what it takes then we both know | |
| One take is all we need, we' re not equipped to stay unloved | |
| But it' s all we' ve got and we' re not at all alright | |
| There' s no difference between bein' holy and alone | |
| That' s why | |
| I' m eagerly fleein' the scene, lead footed | |
| Baby, return the favor and leave somebody you love | |
| What if they come back, they' re drunk and they' re lonely? | |
| We all get lonely | |
| God forbid, we indulge when at sea | |
| Just the tempest, the temptress and me | |
| Naturally bored thriller | |
| Nobody knows the trouble | |
| I' ve beenOr the exactin' improvement of sin | |
| I' m handin' myself over, | |
| I' m turnin' myself in | |
| War has no glory like a woman ignored | |
| So here' s to the empires polluted with dead | |
| And the truckers' wives who erected them | |
| I know the stripper' s real name, | |
| I know the stripper' s real name | |
| I know the stripper' s real name, | |
| I know the stripper' s real name | |
| Stop me if | |
| I' m wrong |
| zuò qǔ : Every Time I Die | |
| Stutter step to the beat of a disparaged lover | |
| Dumb and pulsin' we' ve become | |
| Bedroom door is an old black lung | |
| It' s arrhythmic, uninvitin' and pliable | |
| With the noble irreverence of shrapnel she came for us | |
| Bore into our heads and found thoughtlessness | |
| Never minded the faithless courage of shame | |
| Or the bravery of oblivion | |
| When I' m on her mind, | |
| I' m never comin' back | |
| Two timin' is what it takes then we both know | |
| One take is all we need, we' re not equipped to stay unloved | |
| But it' s all we' ve got and we' re not at all alright | |
| Come on baby, give me the creeps, give me the creeps | |
| Come on, give me the creeps, give me the creeps | |
| Either you or | |
| I or both must go | |
| Either you or | |
| I or both must go | |
| When I' m on her mind, | |
| I' m never comin' back | |
| Two timin' is what it takes then we both know | |
| One take is all we need, we' re not equipped to stay unloved | |
| But it' s all we' ve got and we' re not at all alright | |
| There' s no difference between bein' holy and alone | |
| That' s why | |
| I' m eagerly fleein' the scene, lead footed | |
| Baby, return the favor and leave somebody you love | |
| What if they come back, they' re drunk and they' re lonely? | |
| We all get lonely | |
| God forbid, we indulge when at sea | |
| Just the tempest, the temptress and me | |
| Naturally bored thriller | |
| Nobody knows the trouble | |
| I' ve beenOr the exactin' improvement of sin | |
| I' m handin' myself over, | |
| I' m turnin' myself in | |
| War has no glory like a woman ignored | |
| So here' s to the empires polluted with dead | |
| And the truckers' wives who erected them | |
| I know the stripper' s real name, | |
| I know the stripper' s real name | |
| I know the stripper' s real name, | |
| I know the stripper' s real name | |
| Stop me if | |
| I' m wrong |
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