歌曲 | Farce and Fiction |
歌手 | Napalm Death |
专辑 | Order of the Leech |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Greenway, Pintado | |
I chase my toil | |
Hammering a nail against the grain of fact | |
I keep on bouncing back | |
Misinformation is passed | |
Look left to the right, always fight or fight | |
I painfully dissect, will never take as read | |
Yet fall back to earth as the wretch | |
Which suits them fucking fine | |
Mister pessimism, a trait we'd all rather give up | |
Mister pessimism, after this it comes so natural | |
Reserving judgment wounds me time after time | |
Exploitation becomes a daily grind | |
Take a saccharine shot, not to humor the fuckers | |
But the scheming scum have all bases covered | |
Which suits you fucking fine | |
From a catalog of lies, there is scant protection | |
So you see dependability is farce and fiction | |
Which suits you fucking fine |
zuo ci : Greenway, Pintado | |
I chase my toil | |
Hammering a nail against the grain of fact | |
I keep on bouncing back | |
Misinformation is passed | |
Look left to the right, always fight or fight | |
I painfully dissect, will never take as read | |
Yet fall back to earth as the wretch | |
Which suits them fucking fine | |
Mister pessimism, a trait we' d all rather give up | |
Mister pessimism, after this it comes so natural | |
Reserving judgment wounds me time after time | |
Exploitation becomes a daily grind | |
Take a saccharine shot, not to humor the fuckers | |
But the scheming scum have all bases covered | |
Which suits you fucking fine | |
From a catalog of lies, there is scant protection | |
So you see dependability is farce and fiction | |
Which suits you fucking fine |
zuò cí : Greenway, Pintado | |
I chase my toil | |
Hammering a nail against the grain of fact | |
I keep on bouncing back | |
Misinformation is passed | |
Look left to the right, always fight or fight | |
I painfully dissect, will never take as read | |
Yet fall back to earth as the wretch | |
Which suits them fucking fine | |
Mister pessimism, a trait we' d all rather give up | |
Mister pessimism, after this it comes so natural | |
Reserving judgment wounds me time after time | |
Exploitation becomes a daily grind | |
Take a saccharine shot, not to humor the fuckers | |
But the scheming scum have all bases covered | |
Which suits you fucking fine | |
From a catalog of lies, there is scant protection | |
So you see dependability is farce and fiction | |
Which suits you fucking fine |