가사 좌표
EN원문 가사
번역이 아직 없습니다. 원문 가사를 표시합니다.
That whisper, your lovely curling razor, mistakenly wound around my tongue to squeeze some fucking truth from that wicked obsession, your obsession, where I can pass by.
They do that when you're dead alive.
I could count stars, and you counted screams
so if you would please just hand me my ticket
I will go and join the ground.
It was where I was in the first place.
