| Song | Water On a Stove |
| Artist | Kisschasy |
| Album | United Paper People |
| 作曲 : Cordeux, Kisschasy | |
| My hair weeps for air, a shower and a comb | |
| She’s clean enough for me and looks good in yellow. | |
| Disolved in alcohol but she’s in perfect care. | |
| The queen of my worst dreams but i'm her biggest…nightmare. | |
| And counting black sheep | |
| To reacquaint myself with sleep | |
| And when the storm cloud,comes you’re still light and you still shine yellow. | |
| Watch days evaporate like water on a stove. | |
| I’d find it easier to get blood out of stone. | |
| I wrote this song slow to make it go mainstream | |
| So all the people know that you’re my favourite bad scene. | |
| And counting black sheep | |
| To reacquaint myself with sleep | |
| And when the storm cloud comes you’re still light and you still shine yellow. | |
| I can’t get thoughts like this on a | |
| Monday. I think | |
| I’ll sleep-in anyway. | |
| I can’t get thoughts like this on a | |
| Monday. I think | |
| I’ll sleep-in anyway. | |
| HEY And im counting black sheep | |
| To reacquaint myself with sleep | |
| And when the storm cloud. | |
| Im counting black sheep | |
| To reacquaint myself with sleep | |
| And when the storm cloud comes you’re still light and you still shine yellow. | |
| And you shine, yellow. |
| zuò qǔ : Cordeux, Kisschasy | |
| My hair weeps for air, a shower and a comb | |
| She' s clean enough for me and looks good in yellow. | |
| Disolved in alcohol but she' s in perfect care. | |
| The queen of my worst dreams but i' m her biggest nightmare. | |
| And counting black sheep | |
| To reacquaint myself with sleep | |
| And when the storm cloud, comes you' re still light and you still shine yellow. | |
| Watch days evaporate like water on a stove. | |
| I' d find it easier to get blood out of stone. | |
| I wrote this song slow to make it go mainstream | |
| So all the people know that you' re my favourite bad scene. | |
| And counting black sheep | |
| To reacquaint myself with sleep | |
| And when the storm cloud comes you' re still light and you still shine yellow. | |
| I can' t get thoughts like this on a | |
| Monday. I think | |
| I' ll sleepin anyway. | |
| I can' t get thoughts like this on a | |
| Monday. I think | |
| I' ll sleepin anyway. | |
| HEY And im counting black sheep | |
| To reacquaint myself with sleep | |
| And when the storm cloud. | |
| Im counting black sheep | |
| To reacquaint myself with sleep | |
| And when the storm cloud comes you' re still light and you still shine yellow. | |
| And you shine, yellow. |