《Junky》歌词

[00:06:04] Junky - Pig

[00:06:04] My knuckles are bleeding on your front door

[00:06:04] and these flowers are wilting in the rain.

[00:06:04] They were for you and now they are for no one.

[00:06:04] They are irrelevant as mercenaries in times of peace.

[00:06:04] They are smoke twisting off the lips of a movie star.

[00:06:04] Here is a boy with paper skin who longs to touch the girl of broken glass.

[00:06:04] She loves it when he wears his skin like that.

[00:06:04] In tatters.