Tyranny Of Small Misery

Tyranny Of Small Misery 歌词

歌曲 Tyranny Of Small Misery
歌手 Caliban
专辑 Vent
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The wake up means walking on the edge.
Wrong decissions running through my veins.
Immortal sorrow scars on my soul.
Rejected and trapped in myself.
Black velvet was the gift of the time.
Nothing left to loose.
Nothing to believe.
Hands tied feet chained.
Hiding behind shadows of anger.
To wake up means walking on the edge.
But I often feel that misery.
It's the most important part of being happy!
Tyranny Of Small Misery 歌词
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