歌曲 | Parade of Scars |
歌手 | Corpus Christi |
专辑 | The Darker Shades of White |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Corpus Christi | |
Righteous engagement of thoughts | |
Set forth the crumbling of our souls | |
Business knows no end, even to the death | |
Friend or foe, raising its unnerving head | |
Tormented by the gestures unknowing | |
I see the lies behind your eyes | |
Puzzling how it comes to this | |
But I guess, I had it coming | |
Stabbed in the heart again | |
The charade of life and a knife | |
From a friend watching our dreams fall apart | |
Caught up in the parade of scars | |
Humanity only breeds death | |
Yet, continue to believe in each other | |
Put my life out on the table | |
And let them feast upon it | |
Inked in pain, a reminder of what they do | |
Heading not by contrast | |
Is this the course never ending? | |
If this isn't hell then bow me now | |
I lay my life out for the vultures | |
They pick me up and tear me down |
zuo qu : Corpus Christi | |
Righteous engagement of thoughts | |
Set forth the crumbling of our souls | |
Business knows no end, even to the death | |
Friend or foe, raising its unnerving head | |
Tormented by the gestures unknowing | |
I see the lies behind your eyes | |
Puzzling how it comes to this | |
But I guess, I had it coming | |
Stabbed in the heart again | |
The charade of life and a knife | |
From a friend watching our dreams fall apart | |
Caught up in the parade of scars | |
Humanity only breeds death | |
Yet, continue to believe in each other | |
Put my life out on the table | |
And let them feast upon it | |
Inked in pain, a reminder of what they do | |
Heading not by contrast | |
Is this the course never ending? | |
If this isn' t hell then bow me now | |
I lay my life out for the vultures | |
They pick me up and tear me down |
zuò qǔ : Corpus Christi | |
Righteous engagement of thoughts | |
Set forth the crumbling of our souls | |
Business knows no end, even to the death | |
Friend or foe, raising its unnerving head | |
Tormented by the gestures unknowing | |
I see the lies behind your eyes | |
Puzzling how it comes to this | |
But I guess, I had it coming | |
Stabbed in the heart again | |
The charade of life and a knife | |
From a friend watching our dreams fall apart | |
Caught up in the parade of scars | |
Humanity only breeds death | |
Yet, continue to believe in each other | |
Put my life out on the table | |
And let them feast upon it | |
Inked in pain, a reminder of what they do | |
Heading not by contrast | |
Is this the course never ending? | |
If this isn' t hell then bow me now | |
I lay my life out for the vultures | |
They pick me up and tear me down |