King

[00:00.000] 作词 : Florence Welch/Jack Antonoff
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Florence Welch/Jack Antonoff
[00:09.246] We argue in the kitchen about whether to have children
[00:13.361] About the world ending and the scale of my ambition
[00:17.724] And how much is art really worth
[00:21.353] The very thing you're best at is the thing that hurts the most
[00:26.735] But you need your rotten heart, your dazzling pain like diamond rings
[00:30.994] You need to go to war to find material to sing
[00:35.949] I am no mother, I am no bride, I am king
[00:44.915] I need my golden crown of sorrow, my blood sword to swing
[00:49.230] My empty halls to echo with grand self mythology
[00:53.916] I am no mother, I am no bride, I am king
[01:02.849] I am no mother, I am no bride, I am king
[01:12.514] And a woman is a changeling, always shift and shape
[01:16.393] Just when you think you have it figured out, something new begins to take
[01:20.862] What strange claws are these, scratching in my skin
[01:25.578] I never knew my killer would be coming from within
[01:29.880] I am no mother, I am no bride, I am king
[01:39.528] I am no mother, I am no bride, I am king
[01:47.926] I need my golden crown of sorrow, my blood sword to swing
[01:52.846] I need my empty halls to echo with grand self mythology
[01:57.028] 'Cause I am no mother, I am no bride, I am king
[02:06.363] I am no mother, I am no bride, I am king
[02:15.156] I am no mother, I am no bride, I am king
[02:24.560] I am no mother, I am no bride, I am king
[02:43.557] Ooh
[02:51.124] Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
[03:01.951] Ooh, ooh
[03:09.534] Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
[03:55.225] I was never as good as I wish that I was
[04:00.362] But I vow to dress it up
[04:04.314] I was never satisfied, never let me go
[04:09.161] Just drag me by my hair back home with shell
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 wish that I was
But I vow to dress it up
I was never satisfied, never let me go
Just drag me by my hair back home with shell