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[00:00.000] 作词 : Sofia Isella Miranda/Benjamin McIldowie
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Sofia Isella Miranda/Benjamin McIldowie
[00:32.659]There's a pistol on the paper from last time we talked I throw her in a field and tell her to speak
[00:40.667]it's a threat with our clothes off
[00:42.662]Boiling my blood til it's bubbling under the skin of my thighs ，it's love
[00:48.686]But you would never think that if you were looking at it from above
[00:55.673]She's clothed in black egg whites
[00:58.916]Hair to the floor that's weighed with water
[01:02.159]She smiles at me like I'm camera
[01:05.439]She's a shadow that's mimicking me slightly wrong
[01:07.935]For her I'd attach a Ford Bronco 1970 at my hip and jump into the sea
[01:14.171]And when I meet her at the bottom
[01:16.915]I'd let her do anything to me
[01:20.158]I put a pen to paper like putting a gun to my head
[01:26.157]No human body permitted to treat me the way I beg
[01:31.625]I beg her to
[01:33.642]She arched and broke her back in my open skin
[01:37.645]The only one who can kill me with permission
[01:56.633]And honey that's all I was made for, all I was meant to do
[02:02.153]I'm a microphone for all her clogged words to comb through
[02:08.143]And honey that's all I was made for, all I was meant to do
[02:13.883]I'm just something, something made for you
[02:20.653]I put a pen to paper, I hold her like she's a gun
[02:25.894]And she comes into me like water into your shoes, and you can hide but you can't run
[02:41.077]Playing quiet on the cassette
[02:42.597]Using silence like a threat
[02:44.059]I put a pen to paper like putting a gun to my head No human body permitted to treat me the way I beg
[02:55.824]I beg her to
[02:57.319]She arched and broke her back in my open skin
[03:01.808]The only one who can kill me with permission
[03:08.079]And she's the only one that keeps me terrified to die That someday somehow somewhere the ink in her eyes will dry
[03:19.579]And everything I never said is only six feet away
[03:25.560]All the unwritten songs humming static in her ribcage And when her work is complete, her masterpiece on a stage
[03:37.559]You will clap for her, for the mess of me she's made And when her work is complete, her masterpiece on a stage
[03:49.821]You will clap for her, for the mess of me she's made And honey that's all I was made for, all I was meant to do
[04:01.830]I'm just something, something made for you
[04:08.568]And honey that's all I was made for, all I was meant to do
[04:13.830]I'm just something, something made for you

文本歌词

作词 : Sofia Isella Miranda/Benjamin McIldowie
作曲 : Sofia Isella Miranda/Benjamin McIldowie
There's a pistol on the paper from last time we talked I throw her in a field and tell her to speak
it's a threat with our clothes off
Boiling my blood til it's bubbling under the skin of my thighs ，it's love
But you would never think that if you were looking at it from above
She's clothed in black egg whites
Hair to the floor that's weighed with water
She smiles at me like I'm camera
She's a shadow that's mimicking me slightly wrong
For her I'd attach a Ford Bronco 1970 at my hip and jump into the sea
And when I meet her at the bottom
I'd let her do anything to me
I put a pen to paper like putting a gun to my head
No human body permitted to treat me the way I beg
I beg her to
She arched and broke her back in my open skin
The only one who can kill me with permission
And honey that's all I was made for, all I was meant to do
I'm a microphone for all her clogged words to comb through
And honey that's all I was made for, all I was meant to do
I'm just something, something made for you
I put a pen to paper, I hold her like she's a gun
And she comes into me like water into your shoes, and you can hide but you can't run
Playing quiet on the cassette
Using silence like a threat
I put a pen to paper like putting a gun to my head No human body permitted to treat me the way I beg
I beg her to
She arched and broke her back in my open skin
The only one who can kill me with permission
And she's the only one that keeps me terrified to die That someday somehow somewhere the ink in her eyes will dry
And everything I never said is only six feet away
All the unwritten songs humming static in her ribcage And when her work is complete, her masterpiece on a stage
You will clap for her, for the mess of me she's made And when her work is complete, her masterpiece on a stage
You will clap for her, for the mess of me she's made And honey that's all I was made for, all I was meant to do
I'm just something, something made for you
And honey that's all I was made for, all I was meant to do
I'm just something, something made for you