| Song | Dancing Under the Noose |
| Artist | Hangman's Chair |
| Album | (A Lament For...) The Addicts |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Clément Hanvic/Cedric Toufouti/Julien Chanut/Mehdi Thepegnier | |
| 作曲 : Clément Hanvic/Cedric Toufouti/Julien Chanut/Mehdi Thepegnier | |
| Take my hand, I’m standing right here, | |
| I’ve got pills against spleen. | |
| Say yes to ****ing dope. | |
| Here is some medicine for a tormented soul. | |
| Burn your wings to the last feather. | |
| All I did was sniffing a bit too much. | |
| Nothing is more beautiful. | |
| Take my hand, I’m standing right here, | |
| I’ve got pills against spleen. | |
| Say yes to ****ing dope. | |
| Home made cure, deep dead sky. | |
| Burn your wings to the last feather. | |
| All I did was sniffing a bit too much. | |
| Smoke is blacking out the sun, | |
| Give me my medicine. | |
| Corpse dancing under the noose, | |
| Close your eyes… | |
| Smoke is blacking out the sun, it’s blacking out the sun… | |
| Nothing is more beautiful. |
| zuo ci : Cle ment Hanvic Cedric Toufouti Julien Chanut Mehdi Thepegnier | |
| zuo qu : Cle ment Hanvic Cedric Toufouti Julien Chanut Mehdi Thepegnier | |
| Take my hand, I' m standing right here, | |
| I' ve got pills against spleen. | |
| Say yes to ing dope. | |
| Here is some medicine for a tormented soul. | |
| Burn your wings to the last feather. | |
| All I did was sniffing a bit too much. | |
| Nothing is more beautiful. | |
| Take my hand, I' m standing right here, | |
| I' ve got pills against spleen. | |
| Say yes to ing dope. | |
| Home made cure, deep dead sky. | |
| Burn your wings to the last feather. | |
| All I did was sniffing a bit too much. | |
| Smoke is blacking out the sun, | |
| Give me my medicine. | |
| Corpse dancing under the noose, | |
| Close your eyes | |
| Smoke is blacking out the sun, it' s blacking out the sun | |
| Nothing is more beautiful. |
| zuò cí : Clé ment Hanvic Cedric Toufouti Julien Chanut Mehdi Thepegnier | |
| zuò qǔ : Clé ment Hanvic Cedric Toufouti Julien Chanut Mehdi Thepegnier | |
| Take my hand, I' m standing right here, | |
| I' ve got pills against spleen. | |
| Say yes to ing dope. | |
| Here is some medicine for a tormented soul. | |
| Burn your wings to the last feather. | |
| All I did was sniffing a bit too much. | |
| Nothing is more beautiful. | |
| Take my hand, I' m standing right here, | |
| I' ve got pills against spleen. | |
| Say yes to ing dope. | |
| Home made cure, deep dead sky. | |
| Burn your wings to the last feather. | |
| All I did was sniffing a bit too much. | |
| Smoke is blacking out the sun, | |
| Give me my medicine. | |
| Corpse dancing under the noose, | |
| Close your eyes | |
| Smoke is blacking out the sun, it' s blacking out the sun | |
| Nothing is more beautiful. |