Piggy 文本歌词
作词 : Johan Eugen Eriksson
作曲 : Johan Eugen Eriksson
He isn't writing and she doesnt call. He stares at his cell phone and she at the wall
That door's closed forever. She's excited she smiles. He wants to be wounded, he's rotten inside
She was surronded. Completely alone. Rainfall on tin roof. Smoke up and go home
Home to the empty hole in her chest. The hole she used to fill with. What he liked the best
There is a lump so big. For the things he did'nt say.
His head's exploding. But he needs her to stay. Anyway
A good day on paper. But the mind is the mind. Cloud of toxic answers. Roll in from behind
Take a walk with your best friend. Se if she cares. What is worth sharing? What's worth it to bare.
There is a lump so big. For the things I did'nt say.
My head's exploding. But I needs you to stay. Anyway
I am my problem and your problem too. I should try to be happier. Im agreeing with you
But that cold desperation. That grabs at my throat.
When you're thinking of your weekend. And acting remote.
Go on rub me with nettles. And poisonous oak. Laugh at me trying. Oh, Im such a joke.
Well this little piggy. Is dying in the creek. I could go on swimming. But I feel entirely to weak.
Piggy LRC歌词
作词 : Johan Eugen Eriksson
作曲 : Johan Eugen Eriksson
He isn't writing and she doesnt call. He stares at his cell phone and she at the wall
That door's closed forever. She's excited she smiles. He wants to be wounded, he's rotten inside
She was surronded. Completely alone. Rainfall on tin roof. Smoke up and go home
Home to the empty hole in her chest. The hole she used to fill with. What he liked the best
There is a lump so big. For the things he did'nt say.
His head's exploding. But he needs her to stay. Anyway
A good day on paper. But the mind is the mind. Cloud of toxic answers. Roll in from behind
Take a walk with your best friend. Se if she cares. What is worth sharing? What's worth it to bare.
There is a lump so big. For the things I did'nt say.
My head's exploding. But I needs you to stay. Anyway
I am my problem and your problem too. I should try to be happier. Im agreeing with you
But that cold desperation. That grabs at my throat.
When you're thinking of your weekend. And acting remote.
Go on rub me with nettles. And poisonous oak. Laugh at me trying. Oh, Im such a joke.
Well this little piggy. Is dying in the creek. I could go on swimming. But I feel entirely to weak.