| Song | Angels with Enemies |
| Artist | Lovedrug |
| Album | Pretend You're Alive |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bentley, Ladd, Shepard | |
| And I don't think we'll get out of this hell | |
| But the time here with you has been nice | |
| A cold love bloody knuckle trigger finger riding on the edge of mind | |
| A salute to the end of the world and a beautiful end for you, girl | |
| Because all night | |
| I've been picking fights | |
| With the fur men and the bar stool kings | |
| And when it sounds right, | |
| I'll bring them down to their knees, son | |
| And with the glorious red, we'll be off with their heads | |
| Phantoms in the courtyard waiting on the breeze to float after me | |
| To a chamber of wailing ferns | |
| The calm yellow air and the dark woolen skies say our villains will arise | |
| Oh, haunted by two's, they wake by you | |
| But it's alright in a scissor hell | |
| And it's alright to fall deep in love | |
| Because all night | |
| I'll be following matches | |
| Into the dawn of light where | |
| I melt you | |
| You gotta pull stars down to be someone | |
| And when you've chemi-claimed the sun, you got it | |
| And when the oceans fill your life somehow | |
| You gotta break the damn and wave to yourself | |
| You gotta pull stars down to be someone | |
| And when you've chemi-claimed the sun, you got it | |
| And when oceans fill your life somehow | |
| You gotta break the damn and wave to yourself | |
| And sometimes in a silver hell | |
| You gotta search for gold | |
| And in the right light | |
| We're just angels with enemies |
| zuo qu : Bentley, Ladd, Shepard | |
| And I don' t think we' ll get out of this hell | |
| But the time here with you has been nice | |
| A cold love bloody knuckle trigger finger riding on the edge of mind | |
| A salute to the end of the world and a beautiful end for you, girl | |
| Because all night | |
| I' ve been picking fights | |
| With the fur men and the bar stool kings | |
| And when it sounds right, | |
| I' ll bring them down to their knees, son | |
| And with the glorious red, we' ll be off with their heads | |
| Phantoms in the courtyard waiting on the breeze to float after me | |
| To a chamber of wailing ferns | |
| The calm yellow air and the dark woolen skies say our villains will arise | |
| Oh, haunted by two' s, they wake by you | |
| But it' s alright in a scissor hell | |
| And it' s alright to fall deep in love | |
| Because all night | |
| I' ll be following matches | |
| Into the dawn of light where | |
| I melt you | |
| You gotta pull stars down to be someone | |
| And when you' ve chemiclaimed the sun, you got it | |
| And when the oceans fill your life somehow | |
| You gotta break the damn and wave to yourself | |
| You gotta pull stars down to be someone | |
| And when you' ve chemiclaimed the sun, you got it | |
| And when oceans fill your life somehow | |
| You gotta break the damn and wave to yourself | |
| And sometimes in a silver hell | |
| You gotta search for gold | |
| And in the right light | |
| We' re just angels with enemies |
| zuò qǔ : Bentley, Ladd, Shepard | |
| And I don' t think we' ll get out of this hell | |
| But the time here with you has been nice | |
| A cold love bloody knuckle trigger finger riding on the edge of mind | |
| A salute to the end of the world and a beautiful end for you, girl | |
| Because all night | |
| I' ve been picking fights | |
| With the fur men and the bar stool kings | |
| And when it sounds right, | |
| I' ll bring them down to their knees, son | |
| And with the glorious red, we' ll be off with their heads | |
| Phantoms in the courtyard waiting on the breeze to float after me | |
| To a chamber of wailing ferns | |
| The calm yellow air and the dark woolen skies say our villains will arise | |
| Oh, haunted by two' s, they wake by you | |
| But it' s alright in a scissor hell | |
| And it' s alright to fall deep in love | |
| Because all night | |
| I' ll be following matches | |
| Into the dawn of light where | |
| I melt you | |
| You gotta pull stars down to be someone | |
| And when you' ve chemiclaimed the sun, you got it | |
| And when the oceans fill your life somehow | |
| You gotta break the damn and wave to yourself | |
| You gotta pull stars down to be someone | |
| And when you' ve chemiclaimed the sun, you got it | |
| And when oceans fill your life somehow | |
| You gotta break the damn and wave to yourself | |
| And sometimes in a silver hell | |
| You gotta search for gold | |
| And in the right light | |
| We' re just angels with enemies |