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  • 标题:Deluge

    标签: 总谱

    艺人:Closure in Moscow

    作曲:Barrett, DeCinque, Kimber ...

    节拍: Moderate ♩ = 90

    注释:This Body's Riddled With AilmentsThe Devil's Got Me In His GripGenuflect and Skin Me of This PaymentOooh"We Share The Same Affliction, Every-body's Gotta Breathe"That's What I sayI Thought Your Touch Would Be the Vess-el To My SalvationBut It DriftedFar Beyond The Shore, So I Put Up MySailsAnd I Searched All MyDaysAnd I Found OutOne ThingThere's No Love AnymoreNo MorePouringOut, ISwear To God, I'llOver-flow,OooohUntilItSpills O-verYourFloor's UngratifiedOooohIt Comes In Oceanic SurgesI Heard They Purged You of DenialBut I'm Lost In a Sea of DelusionSoIn-stead I Purge My Abdomen ofAntiquated DoubtYour Candle's Burning to No EndBurning To No EndBut You're Relentless All The SameThese StitchesVal-idate These FixationsThese StitchesValidateThese FixationsNo MorePouringOut, ISwear To God, I'llOver-flow,OooohUntilItSpills O-verYourFloor's UngratifiedOooohThis Body's Riddled With AilmentsThe Devil's Got Me in His GripThis Body's Riddled With AilmentsThe Devil's Got Me in His GripThis Body's Riddled With AilmentsThe Devil's Got MeWeShare The Same Affliction, Every-body's Gotta BreatheBurning To No EndNo MorePouringOut, ISwear To God, I'llOver-flow,OooohMy Own DelugeGoing To WasteLeaves Me Breathless, But IWill WaitUntil It Spills OverYourFloor's UngratifiedYourFloor's UngratifiedOoooh
    歌曲: Deluge
    歌词:
    This body is riddled with ailments.
    The devil's got me in his grip.
    Genuflect and skin me of this payment.
    "We share the same affliction, everybody's gotta breathe."
    That's what I say.

    I thought your touch would be the vessel to my salvation,
    But it drifted far beyond the shore.
    So I put up my sails, and I searched all my days, and I found out one thing:
    There's no love anymore.

    No more pouring out, I swear to God, I'll overflow.
    Until it spills over, your floor's ungratified.

    It comes in oceanic surges.
    I heard they purged you of denial, but I'm lost in a sea of delusion.
    So instead, I purge my abdomen of antiquated doubt.

    Your candle's burning to no end, but you're relentless all the same.
    Please dear, just validate this fixation.

    No more pouring out, I swear to God, I'll overflow.
    Until it spills over, your floor's ungratified.
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