The High - Theodora

The High LRC歌词

作词 : Theodora 作曲 : Theodora You sit behind my tongue like sweet champagne Voice lingers in my head, that bitter refrain I take another sip, admittedly in vain Respectable, perhaps, because it numbs the pain Your fingertips are laced like they're made of glass That thinly slice in cuts to which I adapt Your eyes grab like a starry faced thunderclap Suck me further into bliss feeding little trap Bruise me once, now you've done it again Hit me twice, I don't even know my name Cut me three times, ay ay I love the high I crave the high I love the high I crave the high Ooh, ooh Bash my heart into tomato paste Rip the hair from my head, paint on my face Reidentify the correct time and place Could this be what you meant when you told me 'grace'? Slam me four times against the wall We're both laughing at the irony of it all Five times, is that how much I've taken? Feel free to correct me, I could be mistaken Bruise me once, now you've done it again Hit me twice, I don't even know my name Cut me three times, ay ay, I love the I must have forgotten, I haven't a clue For all that you've done to me, what did I do to you? (I love the, I love the...) I must have forgotten, I haven't a clue For all that you've done to me, what did I do to you? I love the high I crave the high I love the high I crave the high I love the high I crave the high I love the high I crave the high