歌词
If you were an angel, I would cut off your wings
To keep you with me, I would do anything
Like broken bottles that slip from drunken hands
I've watched my star falling and shatter on the ground
First you wash your hair, then you wash your hands
Oh yeah, I think I understand...
Untouchable, if I'm not fit to even crawl if I'm too sick
I'll soak my skin in alcohol until I feel untouchable
Untouchable, if I'm not fit to even crawl if I'm too sick
I'll soak my skin in alcohol until I feel untouchable
I blew my chances as you blow-dried your hair
I thought of my answers as you walked down the stairs
D'you think I'd defile you if you were to get too close?
D'you think I'd infect you? D'you think I'd give you a dose?
First you wash your hair, then you wash your hands
Oh yeah, I think I understand...
Untouchable, if I'm not fit to even crawl if I'm too sick
I'll soak my skin in alcohol until I feel untouchable
I'll drink until my skin is full, and I will be untouchable...
Untouchable, if I'm not fit to even crawl if I'm too sick,
I'll soak my skin in alcohol, and I will feel untouchable.
Untouchable, if I'm not fit to even crawl if I'm too sick,
I'll soak my skin in alcohol, and I will feel untouchable.
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