Grey Matter (Live At The Rialto Theatre)歌词
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歌手:Jewel
歌词出处:http://www.5nd.com
I hate you, I love you
Leave, please
Dont go away
Cant decide if
I like your face
Or if I wish
It would stray
Youre a child but
Youre malicious
Youre sweet but
Dont remember my name
And heads you win
And tails Im lost
And love equals pain
I am drifting
Without an anchor
Through your ambigous region
A strange continent
Immune to all reason
And Im flattered by
Your grey matter
Inside my skin
I feel your tongue
Telling me Im dirty
And licking my bones
A surge against silence
A knife across a plate
Makes the sound
Of need on hate
I am drifting
Without an anchor
Through your ambigous region
A strange continent
Immune to all reason
And Im flattered by
Your grey matter
And I do not understand
Why a woman cant
Just love a man
Youre amusing
Youre a real cool show
With your meat hooks
And barbed wire carnival
You got glitter in your pocket
You got mothballs in your soul
From too many false teeth
And greasy flash bulbs
I am drifting
Without an anchor
Through your ambigous region
A strange continent
Immune to all reason
And Im flattered by
Your grey matter
I love you
I hate you
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- I hate you, I love you
Leave, please
Dont go away
Cant decide if
I like your face
Or if I wish
It would stray
Youre a child but
Youre malicious
Youre sweet but
Dont remember my name
And heads you win
And tails Im lost
And love equals pain
I am drifting
Without an anchor
Through your ambigous region
A strange continent
Immune to all reason
And Im flattered by
Your grey matter
Inside my skin
I feel your tongue
Telling me Im dirty
And licking my bones
A surge against silence
A knife across a plate
Makes the sound
Of need on hate
I am drifting
Without an anchor
Through your ambigous region
A strange continent
Immune to all reason
And Im flattered by
Your grey matter
And I do not understand
Why a woman cant
Just love a man
Youre amusing
Youre a real cool show
With your meat hooks
And barbed wire carnival
You got glitter in your pocket
You got mothballs in your soul
From too many false teeth
And greasy flash bulbs
I am drifting
Without an anchor
Through your ambigous region
A strange continent
Immune to all reason
And Im flattered by
Your grey matter
I love you
I hate you