歌曲 | Where Go We |
歌手 | Killradio |
专辑 | Raised On Whipped Cream |
作曲 : Bondy, Jordan, Reyes | |
Don't run us off the road, | |
We'd just like ourselves a lane | |
We've got nothing to lose, cause our race is not in vain | |
So treat us like a dog because we eat from your floor | |
We'll take care of ourselves | |
Cause you're taking care of yours | |
We raise a new flag as we dance on your street we may be your children, but we wont stay in our seat | |
Where go we, it's unknown | |
Where go we, it's unwritten | |
Where go we, come what may | |
But how much can it hurt to stop and think | |
We're the pulse of the fire throwing gas back on the pyre watch those flames crach right back with their attitudes to inspire we're the slaves to the grind, in the belly of the beast gotta eat your way out now, if you, if you want to succeed we clear a new path so we can share this view we may be your children but we wont wear your costume | |
Where go we, it's unknown | |
Where go we, it's unwritten | |
Where go we, come what may but how much can it hurt to stop and think | |
Cause i don't mind a little dose of pain | |
We raise a new flag so we can share this view | |
Where go we, it' unknown | |
Where go we, it's unwritten | |
Where go we, come what may but how much can it hurt to stop and think it' unknown, where go we it' unwritten, where go we come what may but how much time does it need to take cause i don't mind a little does of pain and how much can it hurt to stop and think. |
zuò qǔ : Bondy, Jordan, Reyes | |
Don' t run us off the road, | |
We' d just like ourselves a lane | |
We' ve got nothing to lose, cause our race is not in vain | |
So treat us like a dog because we eat from your floor | |
We' ll take care of ourselves | |
Cause you' re taking care of yours | |
We raise a new flag as we dance on your street we may be your children, but we wont stay in our seat | |
Where go we, it' s unknown | |
Where go we, it' s unwritten | |
Where go we, come what may | |
But how much can it hurt to stop and think | |
We' re the pulse of the fire throwing gas back on the pyre watch those flames crach right back with their attitudes to inspire we' re the slaves to the grind, in the belly of the beast gotta eat your way out now, if you, if you want to succeed we clear a new path so we can share this view we may be your children but we wont wear your costume | |
Where go we, it' s unknown | |
Where go we, it' s unwritten | |
Where go we, come what may but how much can it hurt to stop and think | |
Cause i don' t mind a little dose of pain | |
We raise a new flag so we can share this view | |
Where go we, it' unknown | |
Where go we, it' s unwritten | |
Where go we, come what may but how much can it hurt to stop and think it' unknown, where go we it' unwritten, where go we come what may but how much time does it need to take cause i don' t mind a little does of pain and how much can it hurt to stop and think. |