Serenading in the Trenches歌词

Serenading in the Trenches (在战壕中演奏小夜曲) - Sondre Lerche
Thought I saw you at the finish line
And you were burning a flag
And you were biding your time
Thought I saw you at the finish line
And you were biding your time
And you were biding your time
And you were biding your time
And you were biding your time
And you were
Tripped on my compass as I fled on foot
Shed all my luggage all your f**k me boots
Cute as a button on a wounded high horse
Sink into the quicksand of desire and remorse
Pissed off and juiced up with my back to the wall
Blindfolded eager to give into the fall
Stripped of the structures that boggled my mind
Sink into the quicksand making up for lost time
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna pretend were dead
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna make love instead
Cute a** casualties clueless come ons
Our aborted mission ourself indulgence
Bled out from paper cuts all over the news
Softened the bruises with a one sided truce
Stripped of our passions in a lukewarm embrace
Sink into the quicksand of stale dignity and grace
Keep it up keep on try keeping up with myself
Old ideas splinters put that sh*t on the shelf
Slumbering limbo laurels resting on me
Sink into the quicksand of a ruthless memory
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna pretend were dead
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna make love instead
Cute a** casualties uh clueless come ons
Our aborted mission ourself indulgence
Thought I saw you at the finish line
And you were burning a flag
And you were biding your time
Thought I saw you at the finish line
And you were burning a flag
And you were biding your time
Thought I saw you at the finish line
And you were burning a flag
And you were biding your time
And you were biding your time
And you were biding your time
And you were biding your time
Biding your time
Biding your time
Biding your time
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna pretend were dead
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna make love instead
Cute a** casualties
Our aborted mission ourself indulgence
Thought I saw you at the finish line
And you were burning a flag
And you were biding your time
Thought I saw you at the finish line
And you were burning a flag
And you were biding your time
Thought I saw you at the finish line
And you were burning a flag
And you were biding your time
And you were biding your time
And you were biding your time
And you were biding your time
And you were
Oh what a beautiful boy child
Oh boy the man of my dreams
Oh what a big boy what a boy child
Oh man oh boy what a dream
Oh boy you're preaching to the wrong choir
I know what's up my time is up
I know what's up my time is up
Serenading in the trenches
In the trenches
Trenches编辑于2021/03/13更新