歌曲 | Ill Will Future |
歌手 | The Stranded |
专辑 | Survivalism Boulevard |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Just another perfect day spent in labour | |
Frantic ants and worms fading into black | |
I can’t recognize the face staring in the mirror | |
Guess it should be me or what I was supposed to be | |
I know – You are way to blind to care for | |
And I know – You will never realize | |
I want to know – When the tables gonna turn | |
Can’t relate to the fact we’re fading away | |
Can’t deceive these never-ending days | |
Swirling into black | |
So I cling to this madness calling my name | |
And to see right through just look in my eyes | |
Crawling into night | |
Craving for a future that never comes | |
Weak resistance and despair, all out frailties | |
Always on the run never have enough | |
Still corroding what I am forcing evolution | |
Till the end of time, I’m supposed to burn |
Just another perfect day spent in labour | |
Frantic ants and worms fading into black | |
I can' t recognize the face staring in the mirror | |
Guess it should be me or what I was supposed to be | |
I know You are way to blind to care for | |
And I know You will never realize | |
I want to know When the tables gonna turn | |
Can' t relate to the fact we' re fading away | |
Can' t deceive these neverending days | |
Swirling into black | |
So I cling to this madness calling my name | |
And to see right through just look in my eyes | |
Crawling into night | |
Craving for a future that never comes | |
Weak resistance and despair, all out frailties | |
Always on the run never have enough | |
Still corroding what I am forcing evolution | |
Till the end of time, I' m supposed to burn |
Just another perfect day spent in labour | |
Frantic ants and worms fading into black | |
I can' t recognize the face staring in the mirror | |
Guess it should be me or what I was supposed to be | |
I know You are way to blind to care for | |
And I know You will never realize | |
I want to know When the tables gonna turn | |
Can' t relate to the fact we' re fading away | |
Can' t deceive these neverending days | |
Swirling into black | |
So I cling to this madness calling my name | |
And to see right through just look in my eyes | |
Crawling into night | |
Craving for a future that never comes | |
Weak resistance and despair, all out frailties | |
Always on the run never have enough | |
Still corroding what I am forcing evolution | |
Till the end of time, I' m supposed to burn |