魔鏡歌詞網
魔鏡歌詞網 > 歐美歌手 > Horse The Band > A Rusty Glove

Horse The Band



歌詞
專輯列表

Horse The Band

A Rusty Glove

作詞:Dashiell Arkenstone, Erik Engstrom, David Isen, Chris Prophet, Nathan Winneke

Tinker, tinker, tinker, pling, pling, pling
Body breaks, the void screams
Weary of hollow metals
That ring of hollow life
By hand and by hammer
I give birth tonight

Metal bend and metal scream
Welding bright the circuit seam
Weary of the hollow spaces
Between the twinkling lights
I lost something along the way
And it doesn't feel right

Maybe I'm not falling apart
But I'm falling a lot
Maybe I'm not completely circuitry
But I can't stop

I'm gonna fall apart
I'm gonna fall apart

'Coz I'm coming closer
Yet maybe I'm not
I can make you a sex machine
That would be hot

Break my nails and pull my hair
There's circuit boards everywhere
How long have I been in here?
This is not my house

Maybe I'm not falling apart
But I'm falling a lot
Maybe I'm not completely circuitry
But I can't stop

I'm not a robot
But I've got a mechanical hand
I can steal the stars
And put them back again

Once upon a time
I had a broken heart
Once upon a time
I just had a heart

I limped when I was wounded
So I replaced my parts
更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網
Once upon a time
I had a heart

I'm not a robot
But I've got a mechanical hand
I can steal the stars
And put them back again

If I am a machine
Because of my handmade heart
Why do I dream I'm a dinosaur
Tearing sheep apart?

Lightning, it fills me up
It tells me where to go
It colors me and changes me
Withers me to coal

Lightning, it tears me up
Leaves me smoldering
I close my eyes and hear her voice
Framed by vulture wings

In the wires of my hand, I see my fate
Cold and mechanical with hate
Clicks and whirls and I'm satisfied
Designed to fill that black hole deep inside

I'm turning away from the path of soft skin
To a path of mechanical sin
Turning away from the warmth of gold
To an empty machine that is broken and cold

Click, click, click
Hollow rooms always consume
Click, click, click
Dark and empty like most of the moon

Click, click, click
The things we do in the name of love
Click, click, click
Secret machines and a rusty glove

Sleep well, mechanical thing
You were fun for awhile
But now I'm going, going, going to go
Go get a burrito, go get a burrito
Go get a burrito