| Song | Rotting Piñata |
| Artist | Sponge |
| Album | Rotting Pinata |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cross, Cross, Dombrowski ... | |
| get on the rodeo that is | |
| your life | |
| beat on me | |
| spill my insides out on | |
| the ground | |
| cut on me | |
| i will go when i say die | |
| i will rot away | |
| like a rotting piñata | |
| see my soul | |
| it cuts a hole in the sky | |
| standing near | |
| watch the birds eat out my | |
| eyes | |
| it will rot away | |
| like a rotting piñata | |
| here lies this junk of me | |
| here lies this wreck that | |
| was me | |
| oh god help me rot | |
| i don't look quite the | |
| same | |
| grab my beating heart | |
| tear it from this broken | |
| cage today | |
| i'm rotting | |
| i'm coloring | |
| i'm red and black | |
| i'm twice my size | |
| don't cry for me | |
| just pull the plug | |
| and let me fly | |
| i will rot away | |
| like a rotting piñata |
| zuo ci : Cross, Cross, Dombrowski ... | |
| get on the rodeo that is | |
| your life | |
| beat on me | |
| spill my insides out on | |
| the ground | |
| cut on me | |
| i will go when i say die | |
| i will rot away | |
| like a rotting pi ata | |
| see my soul | |
| it cuts a hole in the sky | |
| standing near | |
| watch the birds eat out my | |
| eyes | |
| it will rot away | |
| like a rotting pi ata | |
| here lies this junk of me | |
| here lies this wreck that | |
| was me | |
| oh god help me rot | |
| i don' t look quite the | |
| same | |
| grab my beating heart | |
| tear it from this broken | |
| cage today | |
| i' m rotting | |
| i' m coloring | |
| i' m red and black | |
| i' m twice my size | |
| don' t cry for me | |
| just pull the plug | |
| and let me fly | |
| i will rot away | |
| like a rotting pi ata |
| zuò cí : Cross, Cross, Dombrowski ... | |
| get on the rodeo that is | |
| your life | |
| beat on me | |
| spill my insides out on | |
| the ground | |
| cut on me | |
| i will go when i say die | |
| i will rot away | |
| like a rotting pi ata | |
| see my soul | |
| it cuts a hole in the sky | |
| standing near | |
| watch the birds eat out my | |
| eyes | |
| it will rot away | |
| like a rotting pi ata | |
| here lies this junk of me | |
| here lies this wreck that | |
| was me | |
| oh god help me rot | |
| i don' t look quite the | |
| same | |
| grab my beating heart | |
| tear it from this broken | |
| cage today | |
| i' m rotting | |
| i' m coloring | |
| i' m red and black | |
| i' m twice my size | |
| don' t cry for me | |
| just pull the plug | |
| and let me fly | |
| i will rot away | |
| like a rotting pi ata |