歌曲 | Based on You |
歌手 | Ghost Brigade |
专辑 | Ghost Brigade [Demo] |
作曲 : Ghost Brigade, Ikonen | |
Crawling ditches | |
Searching for early days | |
Look at this world | |
It says clearly not for you | |
?? low vacant | |
It's not for pretty eyes | |
You gonna take it | |
It's pointing straight at you | |
How alone you must be | |
That you can't really feel | |
Hopes of freedom you can't get out of head, you | |
In this day lay standing in a crowd | |
Screaming, screaming | |
Reading wishes about lies, diseases | |
It's making me feel sick and poor | |
'Cause you gotta go, you gotta move | |
You gotta have lot of goals | |
Don't you ever lose this pressure ?? | |
How alone you must be | |
That you can't really feel | |
Hopes of freedom you can't get out of head, you | |
In this day lay standing in a crowd | |
Screaming, screaming | |
The wishes won't go any further | |
if they ?? your sore throat | |
you just shouldn't be | |
How alone you must be | |
That you can't really feel | |
Hopes of freedom you can't get out of head, you | |
In this day lay standing in a crowd | |
Screaming, screaming |
zuò qǔ : Ghost Brigade, Ikonen | |
Crawling ditches | |
Searching for early days | |
Look at this world | |
It says clearly not for you | |
?? low vacant | |
It' s not for pretty eyes | |
You gonna take it | |
It' s pointing straight at you | |
How alone you must be | |
That you can' t really feel | |
Hopes of freedom you can' t get out of head, you | |
In this day lay standing in a crowd | |
Screaming, screaming | |
Reading wishes about lies, diseases | |
It' s making me feel sick and poor | |
' Cause you gotta go, you gotta move | |
You gotta have lot of goals | |
Don' t you ever lose this pressure nbsp?? | |
How alone you must be | |
That you can' t really feel | |
Hopes of freedom you can' t get out of head, you | |
In this day lay standing in a crowd | |
Screaming, screaming | |
The wishes won' t go any further | |
if they nbsp?? your sore throat | |
you just shouldn' t be | |
How alone you must be | |
That you can' t really feel | |
Hopes of freedom you can' t get out of head, you | |
In this day lay standing in a crowd | |
Screaming, screaming |