| Song | Sybil Vane Was Ill |
| Artist | Girl in a Coma |
| Album | Both Before I'm Gone |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Diaz, Girl In A Coma | |
| She won't mind they always said | |
| A women's touch can cure no man | |
| In beauty liesa sticky game | |
| Without your words, you are nothing. | |
| Sybil vane was ill. | |
| Sybil vane was ill. | |
| But she knows now that shes falling | |
| And she will say to you, | |
| "i'll better prove myself. | |
| I'd better prove myself." | |
| Try to hide all your sins. | |
| Write a letter to make ammends | |
| But shes not that tough to let you roam around her. | |
| But she is not that tough because | |
| she is gone...but you. | |
| You are the greyest of them all. | |
| Yeah you...your boastful tounge has bit them all. | |
| And after all was said and done, | |
| The pleasure was all yours to run. | |
| You dragged her down and said, | |
| "Oh you are such a fool. | |
| Where's your stamina at?" | |
| She says, "It's lost in you." | |
| You showed her life beyond acts and | |
| Now she lusts for you. | |
| Oh there was no fair warning | |
| No, there was no fair warning | |
| But her heart it just stopped | |
| And you grow weary of nites crawling | |
| of nights crawling | |
| deep into your breathless eyes | |
| Made you soon realize | |
| That sybil vane she spoke no lies | |
| Soon figure out that everything was true. | |
| Sybil Vain inspired and she'll do the same for you. | |
| With her jaded head, she couldn't have it all. | |
| Remember now, she died | |
| holding too much thought in her mind | |
| for you. |
| zuo qu : Diaz, Girl In A Coma | |
| She won' t mind they always said | |
| A women' s touch can cure no man | |
| In beauty liesa sticky game | |
| Without your words, you are nothing. | |
| Sybil vane was ill. | |
| Sybil vane was ill. | |
| But she knows now that shes falling | |
| And she will say to you, | |
| " i' ll better prove myself. | |
| I' d better prove myself." | |
| Try to hide all your sins. | |
| Write a letter to make ammends | |
| But shes not that tough to let you roam around her. | |
| But she is not that tough because | |
| she is gone... but you. | |
| You are the greyest of them all. | |
| Yeah you... your boastful tounge has bit them all. | |
| And after all was said and done, | |
| The pleasure was all yours to run. | |
| You dragged her down and said, | |
| " Oh you are such a fool. | |
| Where' s your stamina at?" | |
| She says, " It' s lost in you." | |
| You showed her life beyond acts and | |
| Now she lusts for you. | |
| Oh there was no fair warning | |
| No, there was no fair warning | |
| But her heart it just stopped | |
| And you grow weary of nites crawling | |
| of nights crawling | |
| deep into your breathless eyes | |
| Made you soon realize | |
| That sybil vane she spoke no lies | |
| Soon figure out that everything was true. | |
| Sybil Vain inspired and she' ll do the same for you. | |
| With her jaded head, she couldn' t have it all. | |
| Remember now, she died | |
| holding too much thought in her mind | |
| for you. |
| zuò qǔ : Diaz, Girl In A Coma | |
| She won' t mind they always said | |
| A women' s touch can cure no man | |
| In beauty liesa sticky game | |
| Without your words, you are nothing. | |
| Sybil vane was ill. | |
| Sybil vane was ill. | |
| But she knows now that shes falling | |
| And she will say to you, | |
| " i' ll better prove myself. | |
| I' d better prove myself." | |
| Try to hide all your sins. | |
| Write a letter to make ammends | |
| But shes not that tough to let you roam around her. | |
| But she is not that tough because | |
| she is gone... but you. | |
| You are the greyest of them all. | |
| Yeah you... your boastful tounge has bit them all. | |
| And after all was said and done, | |
| The pleasure was all yours to run. | |
| You dragged her down and said, | |
| " Oh you are such a fool. | |
| Where' s your stamina at?" | |
| She says, " It' s lost in you." | |
| You showed her life beyond acts and | |
| Now she lusts for you. | |
| Oh there was no fair warning | |
| No, there was no fair warning | |
| But her heart it just stopped | |
| And you grow weary of nites crawling | |
| of nights crawling | |
| deep into your breathless eyes | |
| Made you soon realize | |
| That sybil vane she spoke no lies | |
| Soon figure out that everything was true. | |
| Sybil Vain inspired and she' ll do the same for you. | |
| With her jaded head, she couldn' t have it all. | |
| Remember now, she died | |
| holding too much thought in her mind | |
| for you. |