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歌詞
Wither on the vine, my mother told me of your kind
Seeing you tonight has done nothing to change my mind
You let me go
And you crushed me slow
(Wither, wither, wither)
Shiver down my spine, my father told me to be wise
Seeing you tonight has only showed me I was blind
To let you know (wither, wither, wither, wither)
(Wither, wither, wither, wither)
That I loved you so (wither, wither, wither, wither)
(Wither on the vine)
Only way you know it's over
Do you wanna pull me closer?
God, you let me down
God, you let me down
Only way you know I'm healing
Do you wanna stop me leaving?
God, you burn me out
And I could burn this down
Oh, I say wither on the vine
Wither on the vine
My mother told me (wither on the vine)
My mother told me (wither on the vine)
Bitter was the rind, but I still ate it every time
Covered up the rosemary with sour clementine
I couldn't grow, no-no, no
You're poisoned soil, oh
Only way you know it's over
Do you wanna pull me closer?
God, you let me down
Thank God, you let me down
Feel your hand on my shoulder
Hear you say it's never over
God, you burn me out
And I could burn this down
I say wither on the vine
Wither on the vine
My mother told me (wither on the vine)
My mother told me (wither on the vine)
Wither on the vine, my brother told me to be kind
"Faye, he hasn't seen you've got that fire in your eye
He doesn't know that your blood runs cold"
(Woah, oh-ooh, oh-ooh)
(Woah, oh-ooh, oh-ooh)
I could burn this down
I say wither on the vine
Wither on the vine
My mother told me (wither on the vine)
My mother told me (wither on the vine)
I say wither on the vine
Wither on the vine
Wither on the vine
(Wither on the vine)
And I say, wither, wither, wither, wither, wither on the vine
This bitter, bitter, bitter, bitter, bitter fruit of mine
And I never, never, never thought I'd make it out this time
But I say wither on the vine
Ooh
Writer(s): Amy Wadge, Phil Cook, Freya Ridings, Ardyn Ridings, Ewan Phillips
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