歌曲 | Wading Through the Darkness |
歌手 | Flotsam & Jetsam |
专辑 | Cuatro |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Braverman, Carlson, Gilbert ... | |
Put a gun to my head | |
The storm's too deep outlook dead | |
Handing down that anger | |
Nothing good ever lasts | |
Moody violence | |
Now a fool in my eyes | |
What's the answer, | |
I'll search till | |
I die Try a little harder | |
I hear myself say | |
Make it last before it's taken away | |
Wading through the darkness | |
My head held in my hands | |
Wading through the darkness | |
Forced to forget this anguish | |
I'm half of what | |
I used to be | |
Erase my memory | |
Now gone forever goodbye | |
But I know my memories won't die | |
Wading through the darkness | |
My head held in my hands | |
Wading through the darkness | |
Dead inside with a heart that bleeds | |
Relax my tension needs | |
Tightness suffocates | |
Too dense to focus | |
I'll see it through the day | |
No longer churning inside | |
Rotted memories inhabit my mind | |
My rage destroys the calm | |
Destroys the calm | |
Wading through the darkness | |
My head held in my hands | |
Wading through the darkness |
zuo ci : Braverman, Carlson, Gilbert ... | |
Put a gun to my head | |
The storm' s too deep outlook dead | |
Handing down that anger | |
Nothing good ever lasts | |
Moody violence | |
Now a fool in my eyes | |
What' s the answer, | |
I' ll search till | |
I die Try a little harder | |
I hear myself say | |
Make it last before it' s taken away | |
Wading through the darkness | |
My head held in my hands | |
Wading through the darkness | |
Forced to forget this anguish | |
I' m half of what | |
I used to be | |
Erase my memory | |
Now gone forever goodbye | |
But I know my memories won' t die | |
Wading through the darkness | |
My head held in my hands | |
Wading through the darkness | |
Dead inside with a heart that bleeds | |
Relax my tension needs | |
Tightness suffocates | |
Too dense to focus | |
I' ll see it through the day | |
No longer churning inside | |
Rotted memories inhabit my mind | |
My rage destroys the calm | |
Destroys the calm | |
Wading through the darkness | |
My head held in my hands | |
Wading through the darkness |
zuò cí : Braverman, Carlson, Gilbert ... | |
Put a gun to my head | |
The storm' s too deep outlook dead | |
Handing down that anger | |
Nothing good ever lasts | |
Moody violence | |
Now a fool in my eyes | |
What' s the answer, | |
I' ll search till | |
I die Try a little harder | |
I hear myself say | |
Make it last before it' s taken away | |
Wading through the darkness | |
My head held in my hands | |
Wading through the darkness | |
Forced to forget this anguish | |
I' m half of what | |
I used to be | |
Erase my memory | |
Now gone forever goodbye | |
But I know my memories won' t die | |
Wading through the darkness | |
My head held in my hands | |
Wading through the darkness | |
Dead inside with a heart that bleeds | |
Relax my tension needs | |
Tightness suffocates | |
Too dense to focus | |
I' ll see it through the day | |
No longer churning inside | |
Rotted memories inhabit my mind | |
My rage destroys the calm | |
Destroys the calm | |
Wading through the darkness | |
My head held in my hands | |
Wading through the darkness |