Tác giả: Alex Turner
Ca sĩ: Arctic Monkeys
The mirror's image, tells me it's home time. But I'm not finished, cause you're not by my side. And as I arrived I thought I saw you leaving, carrying your shoes. Decided that once again I was just dreaming, of.
Tác giả: Gary Moore
Ca sĩ: Arctic Monkeys
Who's that girl there. I wonder what went wrong. So that she had to roam the streets. She dunt do major credit cards. I doubt she does receipts. It's all not quite legitimate. And what a scummy man. Just give him half a.
Tác giả: Alex Turner
Ca sĩ: Arctic Monkeys
Jesus in the day spa, filling out the information form. Mama got her hair done, just popping out to sing a protest song. I've been on a bender back to that prophetic esplanade. Where I ponder all the questions.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
This house is a circus, berserk as fuck. We tend to see that as a perk though. Look. What it's done to your friends their memories are pretend. And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end. This house is a.
Tác giả: Alex Turner
Ca sĩ: Arctic Monkeys
You push the button and we'll do the rest. The exotic sound of data storage. Nothing like it, first thing in the morning. You push the button and we'll do the rest. Bastard Latin, that's the best thing for.
Tác giả: Alex Turner
Ca sĩ: Arctic Monkeys
Still got pictures of friends on the wall. I suppose we aren't really friends anymore. Maybe I shouldn't ever have called that thing friendly at all. Get freaked out from a knock at the door. When I haven't been.
Tác giả: Arctic Monkeys
Ca sĩ: Arctic Monkeys
Fiendish wonder in the carnival's wake. Dull caresses once again irritate. Tread softly stranger. Move over toward the danger that you seek. You think excitement has receded, then the mirror distracts. The logic of the.
Tác giả: Alex Turner
Ca sĩ: Arctic Monkeys
Just when things are getting complicated. In the eye of the storm. She flicks a red hot revelation. Off the tip of her tongue. It does a dozen summersaults. And leaves you supercharged. Makes me wanna blow the candles.
Tác giả: Alex Turner
Ca sĩ: Arctic Monkeys
A pussyfooting setting sun. Make a wish that weighs a tonne. There are no handles for you to hold. And no understanding where it goes. Jealousy in technicolor. Fear by name, love by numbers. Streetlamp amber,
Tác giả: Alex Turner
Ca sĩ: Arctic Monkeys
Ời bài hát Suck It And See. Your love is like a studded leather headlock. Your kiss it could put creases in the rain. You're rarer than a can of dandelion and burdock. And those other girls are just postmix lemonade. Suck.