Sweet Machine (Prod. fish narc) - Horse Head.lrc

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[00:27.76]Once I was in love (Once I was in love)
[00:30.93]At least it felt like love (Felt like love)
[00:34.29]And then it felt like a song so then I made it a song
[00:41.42]And then you said it felt wrong (And then you said it felt wrong)
[00:44.91]And that you knew it was wrong (And that you knew it was wrong)
[00:48.48]But then it hurt like hell, until I realized I was already in hell
[00:56.16]So baby life goes on, for me a bit too long
[01:03.20]When they said time heals all, boy were they wrong
[01:12.20]Memory, cherish the memory
[01:18.23]Cause you will remember me
[01:21.79]Like the cold wind that December brings
[01:26.33]Cemetery, our bodies in cemetery
[01:32.37]I think I was made for you, cos you're perfect fit for me
[01:40.73]Sweet Machine, your body's a Sweet Machine
[01:46.82]Tumbling endlessly, selling love made in a factory
[02:23.72]Memory, cherish the memory
[02:29.76]Cause you will remember me
[02:33.48]Like the cold wind that December brings
[02:37.93]Cemetery, our bodies in cemetery
[02:44.05]I think I was made for you, cos you're perfect fit for me
[02:52.11]Sweet Machine, your body's a Sweet Machine
[02:58.33]Tumbling endlessly, selling love made in a factory
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文本歌词
Once I was in love (Once I was in love)
At least it felt like love (Felt like love)
And then it felt like a song so then I made it a song
And then you said it felt wrong (And then you said it felt wrong)
And that you knew it was wrong (And that you knew it was wrong)
But then it hurt like hell, until I realized I was already in hell
So baby life goes on, for me a bit too long
When they said time heals all, boy were they wrong
Memory, cherish the memory
Cause you will remember me
Like the cold wind that December brings
Cemetery, our bodies in cemetery
I think I was made for you, cos you're perfect fit for me
Sweet Machine, your body's a Sweet Machine
Tumbling endlessly, selling love made in a factory
Memory, cherish the memory
Cause you will remember me
Like the cold wind that December brings
Cemetery, our bodies in cemetery
I think I was made for you, cos you're perfect fit for me
Sweet Machine, your body's a Sweet Machine
Tumbling endlessly, selling love made in a factory