[00:00.00] 作词 : James Dean Bradfield/Nicholas Jones/Richard Edwards/Sean Moore
[00:00.81] 作曲 : James Dean Bradfield/Nicholas Jones/Richard Edwards/Sean Moore
[00:01.63]Childbirth tears upon her muscle
[00:10.83]Very first second a screaming icon
[00:19.65]Babies in time barely even recognise
[00:28.52]Words that once stroked now bruising tired lips
[00:36.90]My idea of love comes from
[00:41.17]A childhood glimpse of pornography
[00:45.85]Though there is no true love
[00:50.29]Just a finely tuned jealousy
[00:53.67]Life becoming a landslide
[00:59.29]Ice freezing nature dead
[01:02.71]Life becoming a landslide
[01:08.15]I dont wanna be a man
[01:13.08]Everyday more numb to agony
[01:21.65]This the howl this the sigh of the lonely
[01:30.05]One day I realise oil on canvas
[01:38.58]Can never paint a petal so so delicate
[02:03.77]My idea of love comes from
[02:07.71]A childhood glimpse of pornography
[02:12.46]Though there is no true love
[02:16.90]Just a finely tuned jealousy
[02:20.33]Life becoming a landslide
[02:25.83]Ice freezing nature dead
[02:29.08]Life becoming a landslide
[02:34.41]I dont wanna be a man
[02:37.58]
[03:12.97]My idea of love comes from
[03:17.11]A childhood glimpse of pornography
[03:21.36]Though there is no true love
[03:25.77]Just a finely tuned jealousy
[03:29.16]Life becoming a landslide
[03:34.53]A mile empty inside
[03:37.66]Life becoming a landslide
[03:42.90]Desire on its knees

作词 : James Dean Bradfield/Nicholas Jones/Richard Edwards/Sean Moore
作曲 : James Dean Bradfield/Nicholas Jones/Richard Edwards/Sean Moore
Childbirth tears upon her muscle
Very first second a screaming icon
Babies in time barely even recognise
Words that once stroked now bruising tired lips
My idea of love comes from
A childhood glimpse of pornography
Though there is no true love
Just a finely tuned jealousy
Life becoming a landslide
Ice freezing nature dead
Life becoming a landslide
I dont wanna be a man
Everyday more numb to agony
This the howl this the sigh of the lonely
One day I realise oil on canvas
Can never paint a petal so so delicate
My idea of love comes from
A childhood glimpse of pornography
Though there is no true love
Just a finely tuned jealousy
Life becoming a landslide
Ice freezing nature dead
Life becoming a landslide
I dont wanna be a man
My idea of love comes from
A childhood glimpse of pornography
Though there is no true love
Just a finely tuned jealousy
Life becoming a landslide
A mile empty inside
Life becoming a landslide
Desire on its knees