歌曲 | Solar Confinement |
歌手 | Bruce Dickinson |
专辑 | Skunkworks |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Dickinson, Dickson | |
Trapped inside a web of fiery gravity that fuels all our needs | |
Chaotic energy that sucks the life from | |
H to H eAll life withers in the sun | |
I deny what | |
I have done | |
Spend my days and nights | |
In roarin' halls of crimson fire | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar distress flares | |
Oh hoI've slept with many strangers | |
So fission, fusion, fission makes good sense | |
Where I laid my head my troubles | |
I put down to experience | |
It's warm and lonely in the sun | |
I deny what | |
I have done | |
Spend my days and nights | |
In roarin' halls of crimson fire | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar distress flares | |
Solar distress flares | |
Oh hoA lonely boy sits in his room | |
His curtains hide the sun | |
Confess to what you've done | |
And no one understands | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar distress flares | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar distress flares | |
Solar distress flares | |
Solar distress flares | |
Oh ho |
zuo qu : Dickinson, Dickson | |
Trapped inside a web of fiery gravity that fuels all our needs | |
Chaotic energy that sucks the life from | |
H to H eAll life withers in the sun | |
I deny what | |
I have done | |
Spend my days and nights | |
In roarin' halls of crimson fire | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar distress flares | |
Oh hoI' ve slept with many strangers | |
So fission, fusion, fission makes good sense | |
Where I laid my head my troubles | |
I put down to experience | |
It' s warm and lonely in the sun | |
I deny what | |
I have done | |
Spend my days and nights | |
In roarin' halls of crimson fire | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar distress flares | |
Solar distress flares | |
Oh hoA lonely boy sits in his room | |
His curtains hide the sun | |
Confess to what you' ve done | |
And no one understands | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar distress flares | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar distress flares | |
Solar distress flares | |
Solar distress flares | |
Oh ho |
zuò qǔ : Dickinson, Dickson | |
Trapped inside a web of fiery gravity that fuels all our needs | |
Chaotic energy that sucks the life from | |
H to H eAll life withers in the sun | |
I deny what | |
I have done | |
Spend my days and nights | |
In roarin' halls of crimson fire | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar distress flares | |
Oh hoI' ve slept with many strangers | |
So fission, fusion, fission makes good sense | |
Where I laid my head my troubles | |
I put down to experience | |
It' s warm and lonely in the sun | |
I deny what | |
I have done | |
Spend my days and nights | |
In roarin' halls of crimson fire | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar distress flares | |
Solar distress flares | |
Oh hoA lonely boy sits in his room | |
His curtains hide the sun | |
Confess to what you' ve done | |
And no one understands | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar distress flares | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar confinement | |
Solar distress flares | |
Solar distress flares | |
Solar distress flares | |
Oh ho |