Jigsaw (the Pattern And The Puzzle) Lyrics
| Song | Jigsaw (the Pattern And The Puzzle) |
| Artist | Madder Mortem |
| Album | Deadlands |
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| 作曲 : Agnete, Madder Mortem | |
| Words vomited into a face | |
| Cold leavings, there's only bleak and lifeless duty | |
| Moan into my ear, though | |
| I know You would break me but | |
| I will watch you choke | |
| I'll tear myself into pieces and grow out stronger and colder | |
| I turn the tables on you | |
| There's no place to hide | |
| I tear myself into pieces | |
| There's nothing here to hold me | |
| I tell myself apart from you | |
| Above and beyond | |
| I tear myself into pieces | |
| Know I'm beyond all despair | |
| Don't turn your back on me again, transcribing my name to nothing | |
| Hope a saviour with all fingers crossed | |
| I slip on my gloves and carve a flawless icon into pieces | |
| I tear myself into pieces | |
| Placing me where | |
| I belong Outside all soft dreams and outside the throng | |
| Fools The error is all in yourselves | |
| The ideal is pure and cruel and nauseates you | |
| So give me the crown and the throne | |
| I render you dead and tear all you completed into pieces |
| zuo qu : Agnete, Madder Mortem | |
| Words vomited into a face | |
| Cold leavings, there' s only bleak and lifeless duty | |
| Moan into my ear, though | |
| I know You would break me but | |
| I will watch you choke | |
| I' ll tear myself into pieces and grow out stronger and colder | |
| I turn the tables on you | |
| There' s no place to hide | |
| I tear myself into pieces | |
| There' s nothing here to hold me | |
| I tell myself apart from you | |
| Above and beyond | |
| I tear myself into pieces | |
| Know I' m beyond all despair | |
| Don' t turn your back on me again, transcribing my name to nothing | |
| Hope a saviour with all fingers crossed | |
| I slip on my gloves and carve a flawless icon into pieces | |
| I tear myself into pieces | |
| Placing me where | |
| I belong Outside all soft dreams and outside the throng | |
| Fools The error is all in yourselves | |
| The ideal is pure and cruel and nauseates you | |
| So give me the crown and the throne | |
| I render you dead and tear all you completed into pieces |
| zuò qǔ : Agnete, Madder Mortem | |
| Words vomited into a face | |
| Cold leavings, there' s only bleak and lifeless duty | |
| Moan into my ear, though | |
| I know You would break me but | |
| I will watch you choke | |
| I' ll tear myself into pieces and grow out stronger and colder | |
| I turn the tables on you | |
| There' s no place to hide | |
| I tear myself into pieces | |
| There' s nothing here to hold me | |
| I tell myself apart from you | |
| Above and beyond | |
| I tear myself into pieces | |
| Know I' m beyond all despair | |
| Don' t turn your back on me again, transcribing my name to nothing | |
| Hope a saviour with all fingers crossed | |
| I slip on my gloves and carve a flawless icon into pieces | |
| I tear myself into pieces | |
| Placing me where | |
| I belong Outside all soft dreams and outside the throng | |
| Fools The error is all in yourselves | |
| The ideal is pure and cruel and nauseates you | |
| So give me the crown and the throne | |
| I render you dead and tear all you completed into pieces |
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