Martini Kiss Lyrics
| Song | Martini Kiss |
| Artist | Senses Fail |
| Album | Let It Enfold You |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Nielsen, Senses Fail | |
| There's poison in my drinking glass, don't stop just sip it down | |
| And in a swirling masquerade of sound, my body hits the ground | |
| I'm beautiful when | |
| I'm asleep, | |
| Martini kisses land | |
| On my blistered bloody scarlet lips, the bottles in my hand | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| I'll speak in riddles so you can understand | |
| I'll draw in pencil so you can trace with pen | |
| So in love with me like sand to wet feet | |
| I'll write both our names into the wet concrete | |
| We're glistening like silver spoons beneath the summer night | |
| Oh can you smell the subtle hint of frost as the flowers start to cry? | |
| The autumn winds are bringing graves to all the emerald trees | |
| They're so beautiful in their dismay the colors slowly bleed | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| I'll speak in riddles so you can understand | |
| I'll draw in pencil so you can trace with pen | |
| So in love with me like sand to wet feet | |
| I'll write both our names into the wet concrete(The pawns will fade away) | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away(The kings and his checkmate) | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away(And I sit here with a sick grin)(Choking as I laugh until I die) | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away... |
| zuo ci : Nielsen, Senses Fail | |
| There' s poison in my drinking glass, don' t stop just sip it down | |
| And in a swirling masquerade of sound, my body hits the ground | |
| I' m beautiful when | |
| I' m asleep, | |
| Martini kisses land | |
| On my blistered bloody scarlet lips, the bottles in my hand | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| I' ll speak in riddles so you can understand | |
| I' ll draw in pencil so you can trace with pen | |
| So in love with me like sand to wet feet | |
| I' ll write both our names into the wet concrete | |
| We' re glistening like silver spoons beneath the summer night | |
| Oh can you smell the subtle hint of frost as the flowers start to cry? | |
| The autumn winds are bringing graves to all the emerald trees | |
| They' re so beautiful in their dismay the colors slowly bleed | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| I' ll speak in riddles so you can understand | |
| I' ll draw in pencil so you can trace with pen | |
| So in love with me like sand to wet feet | |
| I' ll write both our names into the wet concrete The pawns will fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away The kings and his checkmate | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away And I sit here with a sick grin Choking as I laugh until I die | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away... |
| zuò cí : Nielsen, Senses Fail | |
| There' s poison in my drinking glass, don' t stop just sip it down | |
| And in a swirling masquerade of sound, my body hits the ground | |
| I' m beautiful when | |
| I' m asleep, | |
| Martini kisses land | |
| On my blistered bloody scarlet lips, the bottles in my hand | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| I' ll speak in riddles so you can understand | |
| I' ll draw in pencil so you can trace with pen | |
| So in love with me like sand to wet feet | |
| I' ll write both our names into the wet concrete | |
| We' re glistening like silver spoons beneath the summer night | |
| Oh can you smell the subtle hint of frost as the flowers start to cry? | |
| The autumn winds are bringing graves to all the emerald trees | |
| They' re so beautiful in their dismay the colors slowly bleed | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| I' ll speak in riddles so you can understand | |
| I' ll draw in pencil so you can trace with pen | |
| So in love with me like sand to wet feet | |
| I' ll write both our names into the wet concrete The pawns will fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away The kings and his checkmate | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away And I sit here with a sick grin Choking as I laugh until I die | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away | |
| Burn out not fade away... |
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