Death on the Vine
Fana Hues
Death on the Vine 歌词
Stirrin’ the pot
Stare as it thickens nights complexion deepens
Till I'm no longer a witness
Times listening
I can’t help my
Backwards ways
I speak before I think
Don’t hold me to what I say
Veils lifted
The stars aligned
For your heart and mine
Then slowly dragged us to
Death on the vine
Death on the vine
All I ever knew was
Nothing grows
In yesterday’s shadow
Winters touch on my lips
I can’t help my backwards way
I Wait around for god to bless the child that has drifted Veils lifted
The stars aligned
For your heart and mine
Then slowly dragged us to
Death on the vine
Death on the vine
