LRC歌词
[ti:God & Suicide]
[ar:Blitzen Trapper]
[al:Furr (Bonus Track Version)]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:00.00]God & Suicide - Blitzen Trapper
[00:00.69]I can live with god and with suicide
[00:05.27]The same thing holds if I close my eyes
[00:09.39]It's a truth so pure it can kill you dead
[00:14.06]A taste of heaven mixed with hell inside of my head
[00:27.23]If a three-four chord can ignite a flame
[00:31.33]And a girl like you can forget my name
[00:35.71]Then I'm that far gone in this crooked grave
[00:40.12]With a pistol for my creature and a feather for my day
[01:02.40]When I do go down in a rain of toil
[01:06.47]With a hand in my satchel and my knees in the soil
[01:10.85]I can live with god and with suicide
[01:15.49]A lover in her calico a pony stands at her side
[01:46.18]I can live with god and with suicide
[01:50.56]The same thing holds if I close my eyes
[01:54.69]It's a truth so pure it can kill you dead
[01:59.35]A taste of heaven mixed with hell inside of my head
[ar:Blitzen Trapper]
[al:Furr (Bonus Track Version)]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:00.00]God & Suicide - Blitzen Trapper
[00:00.69]I can live with god and with suicide
[00:05.27]The same thing holds if I close my eyes
[00:09.39]It's a truth so pure it can kill you dead
[00:14.06]A taste of heaven mixed with hell inside of my head
[00:27.23]If a three-four chord can ignite a flame
[00:31.33]And a girl like you can forget my name
[00:35.71]Then I'm that far gone in this crooked grave
[00:40.12]With a pistol for my creature and a feather for my day
[01:02.40]When I do go down in a rain of toil
[01:06.47]With a hand in my satchel and my knees in the soil
[01:10.85]I can live with god and with suicide
[01:15.49]A lover in her calico a pony stands at her side
[01:46.18]I can live with god and with suicide
[01:50.56]The same thing holds if I close my eyes
[01:54.69]It's a truth so pure it can kill you dead
[01:59.35]A taste of heaven mixed with hell inside of my head
文本歌词
God & Suicide - Blitzen Trapper
I can live with god and with suicide
The same thing holds if I close my eyes
It's a truth so pure it can kill you dead
A taste of heaven mixed with hell inside of my head
If a three-four chord can ignite a flame
And a girl like you can forget my name
Then I'm that far gone in this crooked grave
With a pistol for my creature and a feather for my day
When I do go down in a rain of toil
With a hand in my satchel and my knees in the soil
I can live with god and with suicide
A lover in her calico a pony stands at her side
I can live with god and with suicide
The same thing holds if I close my eyes
It's a truth so pure it can kill you dead
A taste of heaven mixed with hell inside of my head
