The Wild Son Lyrics
| Song | The Wild Son |
| Artist | The Veils |
| Album | The Runaway Found |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Andrews | |
| 作词 : ANDREWS FINN WILLIAM RIDDLEY KENT | |
| Your knives are sharp | |
| When you put them in my heart | |
| Though the truth, you'd say, | |
| Is I like them there that way | |
| From this hoodlum skin | |
| I can always run to him | |
| Undeserved, capsized | |
| In the gutters of his eyes | |
| Darling I need you far more than I say | |
| None of my fears are as dear to me | |
| And a great light dims | |
| Every day I'm torn from him | |
| And our stars align | |
| In Elysian Fields at night | |
| And the wheels, they turn | |
| And the fallen heather burns | |
| At a loss and scared | |
| In exile and unprepared | |
| Darling I need you far more than I say | |
| None of my fears are as dear to me | |
| Blessed's the night | |
| Blessed's the night | |
| Blessed's the night | |
| When none of my fears are as dear to me | |
| None of my fears are as dear to me | |
| None of my fears are as dear to me |
| zuo qu : Andrews | |
| zuo ci : ANDREWS FINN WILLIAM RIDDLEY KENT | |
| Your knives are sharp | |
| When you put them in my heart | |
| Though the truth, you' d say, | |
| Is I like them there that way | |
| From this hoodlum skin | |
| I can always run to him | |
| Undeserved, capsized | |
| In the gutters of his eyes | |
| Darling I need you far more than I say | |
| None of my fears are as dear to me | |
| And a great light dims | |
| Every day I' m torn from him | |
| And our stars align | |
| In Elysian Fields at night | |
| And the wheels, they turn | |
| And the fallen heather burns | |
| At a loss and scared | |
| In exile and unprepared | |
| Darling I need you far more than I say | |
| None of my fears are as dear to me | |
| Blessed' s the night | |
| Blessed' s the night | |
| Blessed' s the night | |
| When none of my fears are as dear to me | |
| None of my fears are as dear to me | |
| None of my fears are as dear to me |
| zuò qǔ : Andrews | |
| zuò cí : ANDREWS FINN WILLIAM RIDDLEY KENT | |
| Your knives are sharp | |
| When you put them in my heart | |
| Though the truth, you' d say, | |
| Is I like them there that way | |
| From this hoodlum skin | |
| I can always run to him | |
| Undeserved, capsized | |
| In the gutters of his eyes | |
| Darling I need you far more than I say | |
| None of my fears are as dear to me | |
| And a great light dims | |
| Every day I' m torn from him | |
| And our stars align | |
| In Elysian Fields at night | |
| And the wheels, they turn | |
| And the fallen heather burns | |
| At a loss and scared | |
| In exile and unprepared | |
| Darling I need you far more than I say | |
| None of my fears are as dear to me | |
| Blessed' s the night | |
| Blessed' s the night | |
| Blessed' s the night | |
| When none of my fears are as dear to me | |
| None of my fears are as dear to me | |
| None of my fears are as dear to me |
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