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Serotonin [Burnt Friedman Remix] Lyrics
| Song | Serotonin [Burnt Friedman Remix] |
| Artist | David Sylvian |
| Album | Money for All |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Friedman, Sylvian | |
| I kick the sheets | |
| Until they rise like mountain ranges at my feet | |
| I'm in the dark | |
| God only knows the torment writ large upon my heart | |
| What wouldn't I? | |
| What wouldn't I give? | |
| It comes to this | |
| I'm only sure of things I know now don't exist | |
| There's no precision | |
| I'm inside-outside-in I want subdivision | |
| And all of this fills my aching head | |
| I hate this space, the luxury hotel bed. | |
| Oh dear, oh me-oh-my | |
| Got to concentrate just to keep from trying | |
| Oh dear, oh me-oh-my | |
| Got to concentrate just to keep from trying | |
| Don't lose it | |
| Things move rapidly | |
| Don't lose it | |
| Try to maintain composure | |
| Don't lose it | |
| The dead are haunting me | |
| Out with it | |
| Let's get it over. | |
| What wouldn't I? | |
| What wouldn't I give? | |
| I'm thoroughly wasted | |
| My mind's hallucinating lucidity | |
| It's over sensitized | |
| And something's moving on the periphery | |
| What wouldn't I? | |
| What wouldn't I give? |
| zuo ci : Friedman, Sylvian | |
| I kick the sheets | |
| Until they rise like mountain ranges at my feet | |
| I' m in the dark | |
| God only knows the torment writ large upon my heart | |
| What wouldn' t I? | |
| What wouldn' t I give? | |
| It comes to this | |
| I' m only sure of things I know now don' t exist | |
| There' s no precision | |
| I' m insideoutsidein I want subdivision | |
| And all of this fills my aching head | |
| I hate this space, the luxury hotel bed. | |
| Oh dear, oh meohmy | |
| Got to concentrate just to keep from trying | |
| Oh dear, oh meohmy | |
| Got to concentrate just to keep from trying | |
| Don' t lose it | |
| Things move rapidly | |
| Don' t lose it | |
| Try to maintain composure | |
| Don' t lose it | |
| The dead are haunting me | |
| Out with it | |
| Let' s get it over. | |
| What wouldn' t I? | |
| What wouldn' t I give? | |
| I' m thoroughly wasted | |
| My mind' s hallucinating lucidity | |
| It' s over sensitized | |
| And something' s moving on the periphery | |
| What wouldn' t I? | |
| What wouldn' t I give? |
| zuò cí : Friedman, Sylvian | |
| I kick the sheets | |
| Until they rise like mountain ranges at my feet | |
| I' m in the dark | |
| God only knows the torment writ large upon my heart | |
| What wouldn' t I? | |
| What wouldn' t I give? | |
| It comes to this | |
| I' m only sure of things I know now don' t exist | |
| There' s no precision | |
| I' m insideoutsidein I want subdivision | |
| And all of this fills my aching head | |
| I hate this space, the luxury hotel bed. | |
| Oh dear, oh meohmy | |
| Got to concentrate just to keep from trying | |
| Oh dear, oh meohmy | |
| Got to concentrate just to keep from trying | |
| Don' t lose it | |
| Things move rapidly | |
| Don' t lose it | |
| Try to maintain composure | |
| Don' t lose it | |
| The dead are haunting me | |
| Out with it | |
| Let' s get it over. | |
| What wouldn' t I? | |
| What wouldn' t I give? | |
| I' m thoroughly wasted | |
| My mind' s hallucinating lucidity | |
| It' s over sensitized | |
| And something' s moving on the periphery | |
| What wouldn' t I? | |
| What wouldn' t I give? |
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