| Song | Something to Do With My Hands |
| Artist | Her Space Holiday |
| Album | The Young Machines |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Bianchi |
| [00:02.30] | Something to do with my hands |
| [00:08.55] | Her space holiday |
| [00:13.36] | |
| [00:16.42] | |
| [00:18.24] | |
| [00:20.92] | You know it kills me to see such a pretty girl so tired |
| [00:25.74] | You've got your mother's cheekbones and your father's crooked smile |
| [00:30.61] | Forget all those places that you've never really been |
| [00:35.36] | And all those situations you somehow found yourself in |
| [00:40.36] | Let your body sink into me |
| [00:42.17] | Like your favorite memory |
| [00:44.99] | Like a line of poetry |
| [00:46.92] | Or a fucking fit of honesty |
| [00:49.73] | I'll do my best to keep you, keep you sleepy as the south |
| [00:54.42] | With my old watch on your wrist |
| [00:56.74] | And my thumbs inside your mouth |
| [00:59.36] | Suck on my fingertips until you kill all my prints |
| [01:04.05] | So your boyfriend has no clue |
| [01:06.05] | Of how much I've been touching you |
| [01:07.99] | |
| [01:09.61] | My problem with me is my problem with you |
| [01:14.55] | It doesn't take much |
| [01:16.17] | For me to come unglued |
| [01:18.86] | I put my headphones on |
| [01:21.05] | And hear your favorite songs |
| [01:23.92] | And it kills me to know |
| [01:25.80] | That this won't be one of them |
| [01:30.17] | |
| [01:37.74] | You know it saves me to think even for a little while |
| [01:42.55] | I owned the set of shoulders that you came to rely on |
| [01:47.30] | Like in that movie theater when you whispered in my ear |
| [01:52.24] | I almost didn't make it |
| [01:54.30] | This has been my hardest year |
| [01:57.11] | Your job is killing you faster than a cancer could |
| [02:01.86] | So now you're giving up like they always said you would |
| [02:06.55] | You've got that old map out now and you found the farthest town |
| [02:11.36] | You hope that if you're lucky this is where you'll settle down |
| [02:15.55] | |
| [02:16.61] | I don't care where you move I don't care if it's far |
| [02:21.42] | All that I ask is that I know where you are |
| [02:26.11] | In case our timing is right |
| [02:28.17] | In case you need more from me |
| [02:31.11] | Than a bit of advice |
| [02:33.30] | Or a tongue full of sympathy |
| [02:36.36] | |
| [02:44.92] | You know it kills me to see such a pretty girl so tired |
| [02:49.92] | You've got your mother's cheekbones and your father's crooked smile |
| [02:54.42] | Forget all those places that you've never really been |
| [02:59.30] | And all those situations you somehow found yourself in |
| [03:04.24] | Let your body sink into me |
| [03:06.42] | Like your favorite memory |
| [03:08.93] | Like a line of poetry |
| [03:11.05] | Or a fucking fit of honesty |
| [03:13.74] | I'll do my best to keep you, keep you sleepy as the south |
| [03:18.49] | With my old watch on your wrist |
| [03:20.74] | And my thumbs inside your mouth |
| [03:23.36] | Suck on my fingertips until you kill all my prints |
| [03:28.18] | So my girlfriend has no clue |
| [03:30.11] | Of how much I've been touching you |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Bianchi |
| [00:02.30] | Something to do with my hands |
| [00:08.55] | Her space holiday |
| [00:13.36] | |
| [00:16.42] | |
| [00:18.24] | |
| [00:20.92] | You know it kills me to see such a pretty girl so tired |
| [00:25.74] | You' ve got your mother' s cheekbones and your father' s crooked smile |
| [00:30.61] | Forget all those places that you' ve never really been |
| [00:35.36] | And all those situations you somehow found yourself in |
| [00:40.36] | Let your body sink into me |
| [00:42.17] | Like your favorite memory |
| [00:44.99] | Like a line of poetry |
| [00:46.92] | Or a fucking fit of honesty |
| [00:49.73] | I' ll do my best to keep you, keep you sleepy as the south |
| [00:54.42] | With my old watch on your wrist |
| [00:56.74] | And my thumbs inside your mouth |
| [00:59.36] | Suck on my fingertips until you kill all my prints |
| [01:04.05] | So your boyfriend has no clue |
| [01:06.05] | Of how much I' ve been touching you |
| [01:07.99] | |
| [01:09.61] | My problem with me is my problem with you |
| [01:14.55] | It doesn' t take much |
| [01:16.17] | For me to come unglued |
| [01:18.86] | I put my headphones on |
| [01:21.05] | And hear your favorite songs |
| [01:23.92] | And it kills me to know |
| [01:25.80] | That this won' t be one of them |
| [01:30.17] | |
| [01:37.74] | You know it saves me to think even for a little while |
| [01:42.55] | I owned the set of shoulders that you came to rely on |
| [01:47.30] | Like in that movie theater when you whispered in my ear |
| [01:52.24] | I almost didn' t make it |
| [01:54.30] | This has been my hardest year |
| [01:57.11] | Your job is killing you faster than a cancer could |
| [02:01.86] | So now you' re giving up like they always said you would |
| [02:06.55] | You' ve got that old map out now and you found the farthest town |
| [02:11.36] | You hope that if you' re lucky this is where you' ll settle down |
| [02:15.55] | |
| [02:16.61] | I don' t care where you move I don' t care if it' s far |
| [02:21.42] | All that I ask is that I know where you are |
| [02:26.11] | In case our timing is right |
| [02:28.17] | In case you need more from me |
| [02:31.11] | Than a bit of advice |
| [02:33.30] | Or a tongue full of sympathy |
| [02:36.36] | |
| [02:44.92] | You know it kills me to see such a pretty girl so tired |
| [02:49.92] | You' ve got your mother' s cheekbones and your father' s crooked smile |
| [02:54.42] | Forget all those places that you' ve never really been |
| [02:59.30] | And all those situations you somehow found yourself in |
| [03:04.24] | Let your body sink into me |
| [03:06.42] | Like your favorite memory |
| [03:08.93] | Like a line of poetry |
| [03:11.05] | Or a fucking fit of honesty |
| [03:13.74] | I' ll do my best to keep you, keep you sleepy as the south |
| [03:18.49] | With my old watch on your wrist |
| [03:20.74] | And my thumbs inside your mouth |
| [03:23.36] | Suck on my fingertips until you kill all my prints |
| [03:28.18] | So my girlfriend has no clue |
| [03:30.11] | Of how much I' ve been touching you |