King - 歌词大全

作词 : Florence Welch/Jack Antonoff 作曲 : Florence Welch/Jack Antonoff We argue in the kitchen about whether to have children About the world ending and the scale of my ambition And how much is art really worth The very thing you're best at is the thing that hurts the most But you need your rotten heart, your dazzling pain like diamond rings You need to go to war to find material to sing I am no mother, I am no bride, I am king I need my golden crown of sorrow, my blood sword to swing My empty halls to echo with grand self-mythology I am no mother, I am no bride, I am king I am no mother, I am no bride, I am king And a woman is a changeling, always shift and shape Just when you think you have it figured out, something new begins to take What strange claws are these, scratching in my skin I never knew my killer would be coming from within I am no mother, I am no bride, I am king I am no mother, I am no bride, I am king I need my golden crown of sorrow, my blood sword to swing I need my empty halls to echo with grand self-mythology 'Cause I am no mother, I am no bride, I am king I am no mother, I am no bride, I am king I am no mother, I am no bride, I am king I am no mother, I am no bride, I am king Ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh I was never as good as I always thought I was But I knew how to dress it up I was never satisfied, it never let me go Just drag me by my hair back home with the show