ฟังเพลงSlow Hands

Slow Hands (慢手) - The Hit Co.

Yeah, but nobody searches

And nobody cares somehow

When the loving that you've wasted

Comes raining from a hapless cloud

Then I might stop and look upon your face

Disappear in the sweet, sweet gaze

See the living that surrounds

Me dissipate in a violet place

Can't you see what

You've done to my heart and soul?

This is a wasteland now

We spies, we slow hands

Put the weights all around yourself

We spies, oh yeah, we slow hands

You put the weights all around yourself

Now I submit my incentive is romance,

I watch the pole dance

Of the stars, we rejoice

Because the hurting is so painless

From the distance of passing cars

But I am married to your charms and grace

I just go crazy like the good old days,

You make me want

To pick up a guitar and celebrate

The myriad ways that I love you

Can't you see what

You've done to my heart and soul?

This is a wasteland now

We spies, yeah, we slow hands

You put the weights all around yourself

We spies, oh yeah, we slow hands

Killer for hire, you know not yourself

We spies, we slow hands

You put the weights all around yourself

We spies, oh yeah, we slow hands

We retire like nobody else

We spies, intimate slow hands

Killer for hire, you know not yourself

We spies, intimate slow hands

You let the face slap around herself