歌曲 | Gavels from Gun Barrels |
歌手 | Staple |
专辑 | Of Truth + Reconciliation |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Staple | |
I felt my heart beating faster | |
I never saw it coming! | |
Gavels from gun barrels expose me as far less than what | |
I need to be. | |
The sentencing will be dealt swiftly... | |
It's too late to mend my treachery... | |
Shots ring out as my last mili-seconds unwind... | |
Time bloats with fresh gun-smoke forcing me to review what | |
I've done with my life | |
Too late to change, too soon to die. | |
Life is still warm on my lips. | |
What can I expect from all of this? | |
I'm trembling at the mighty feet of mercy - guilty; it's true, but no less sorry. | |
Too late to change, useless to weep for years of sin weighed on scales accurately. | |
Interrogate, assassinate, take the lead for justice' sake. | |
Change of heart, repentant faith only count in mercy's wake... | |
Shots ring out as my last mili-seconds unwind... | |
Time bloats with fresh gun-smoke forcing me to review what | |
I've done with my life | |
Too late to change, too soon to die. | |
I've debauched and deceived, and destroyed families... | |
I've taken all. | |
Given none, and received judgement from the objective eye of a gun. | |
I'm guilty, it's true, but remorseful, no less. | |
I'm sorry! | |
What becomes of me, but death deserved, received? | |
What of a crooked man's desperate plea seeking | |
The Good Judge's mercy? | |
He loved the loveable and the unlovely, the decadent and the holy. | |
He made a way for the pope and he made a way for me... | |
FALLEN FRO | |
M HELL AND | |
INTO YOUR | |
ARMS... BL | |
ESSED MYST | |
ERY THAT Y | |
OU HELD ON... | |
FALLEN FRO | |
M DEATH, L | |
ANDING AT | |
YOUR FEET... | |
AMAZING GR | |
ACE SO SWE | |
ET. Shots ring out as my last mili-seconds unwind... | |
Time bloats with fresh gun-smoke forcing me to review what | |
I've done with my life | |
Too late to change, too soon to die. | |
I'm finding out what it truly means to die - too late to change, too soon to die |
zuo qu : Staple | |
I felt my heart beating faster | |
I never saw it coming! | |
Gavels from gun barrels expose me as far less than what | |
I need to be. | |
The sentencing will be dealt swiftly... | |
It' s too late to mend my treachery... | |
Shots ring out as my last miliseconds unwind... | |
Time bloats with fresh gunsmoke forcing me to review what | |
I' ve done with my life | |
Too late to change, too soon to die. | |
Life is still warm on my lips. | |
What can I expect from all of this? | |
I' m trembling at the mighty feet of mercy guilty it' s true, but no less sorry. | |
Too late to change, useless to weep for years of sin weighed on scales accurately. | |
Interrogate, assassinate, take the lead for justice' sake. | |
Change of heart, repentant faith only count in mercy' s wake... | |
Shots ring out as my last miliseconds unwind... | |
Time bloats with fresh gunsmoke forcing me to review what | |
I' ve done with my life | |
Too late to change, too soon to die. | |
I' ve debauched and deceived, and destroyed families... | |
I' ve taken all. | |
Given none, and received judgement from the objective eye of a gun. | |
I' m guilty, it' s true, but remorseful, no less. | |
I' m sorry! | |
What becomes of me, but death deserved, received? | |
What of a crooked man' s desperate plea seeking | |
The Good Judge' s mercy? | |
He loved the loveable and the unlovely, the decadent and the holy. | |
He made a way for the pope and he made a way for me... | |
FALLEN FRO | |
M HELL AND | |
INTO YOUR | |
ARMS... BL | |
ESSED MYST | |
ERY THAT Y | |
OU HELD ON... | |
FALLEN FRO | |
M DEATH, L | |
ANDING AT | |
YOUR FEET... | |
AMAZING GR | |
ACE SO SWE | |
ET. Shots ring out as my last miliseconds unwind... | |
Time bloats with fresh gunsmoke forcing me to review what | |
I' ve done with my life | |
Too late to change, too soon to die. | |
I' m finding out what it truly means to die too late to change, too soon to die |
zuò qǔ : Staple | |
I felt my heart beating faster | |
I never saw it coming! | |
Gavels from gun barrels expose me as far less than what | |
I need to be. | |
The sentencing will be dealt swiftly... | |
It' s too late to mend my treachery... | |
Shots ring out as my last miliseconds unwind... | |
Time bloats with fresh gunsmoke forcing me to review what | |
I' ve done with my life | |
Too late to change, too soon to die. | |
Life is still warm on my lips. | |
What can I expect from all of this? | |
I' m trembling at the mighty feet of mercy guilty it' s true, but no less sorry. | |
Too late to change, useless to weep for years of sin weighed on scales accurately. | |
Interrogate, assassinate, take the lead for justice' sake. | |
Change of heart, repentant faith only count in mercy' s wake... | |
Shots ring out as my last miliseconds unwind... | |
Time bloats with fresh gunsmoke forcing me to review what | |
I' ve done with my life | |
Too late to change, too soon to die. | |
I' ve debauched and deceived, and destroyed families... | |
I' ve taken all. | |
Given none, and received judgement from the objective eye of a gun. | |
I' m guilty, it' s true, but remorseful, no less. | |
I' m sorry! | |
What becomes of me, but death deserved, received? | |
What of a crooked man' s desperate plea seeking | |
The Good Judge' s mercy? | |
He loved the loveable and the unlovely, the decadent and the holy. | |
He made a way for the pope and he made a way for me... | |
FALLEN FRO | |
M HELL AND | |
INTO YOUR | |
ARMS... BL | |
ESSED MYST | |
ERY THAT Y | |
OU HELD ON... | |
FALLEN FRO | |
M DEATH, L | |
ANDING AT | |
YOUR FEET... | |
AMAZING GR | |
ACE SO SWE | |
ET. Shots ring out as my last miliseconds unwind... | |
Time bloats with fresh gunsmoke forcing me to review what | |
I' ve done with my life | |
Too late to change, too soon to die. | |
I' m finding out what it truly means to die too late to change, too soon to die |