歌曲 | Eyes Right Out |
歌手 | Napalm Death |
专辑 | Smear Campaign |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Greenway, Harris | |
Don't look upon the spoils with accusing gaze | |
Don't insinuate that this stranglehold should really break | |
Don't jab conspiratorial fingers in that direction | |
Don't hold up to the light their dregs of purified poison | |
Gently you'll be dissuaded, brought around | |
Don't work out that the suffering mind knows when to die | |
Don't drink from jewelled chalices and wonder why | |
Don't steal back from exploiters that stripped you bare | |
Don't arrive back to thinking that he's got your share | |
Somehow you've been dissuaded and shut out | |
Objections raised all softened to a murmur | |
Wanton blasphemers shrink down in this vacuum | |
Loudest base pleasures stifled to a whimper | |
Colour and shade is so bland in this vacuum | |
Repentant - you've been muzzled in their open arms |
zuo ci : Greenway, Harris | |
Don' t look upon the spoils with accusing gaze | |
Don' t insinuate that this stranglehold should really break | |
Don' t jab conspiratorial fingers in that direction | |
Don' t hold up to the light their dregs of purified poison | |
Gently you' ll be dissuaded, brought around | |
Don' t work out that the suffering mind knows when to die | |
Don' t drink from jewelled chalices and wonder why | |
Don' t steal back from exploiters that stripped you bare | |
Don' t arrive back to thinking that he' s got your share | |
Somehow you' ve been dissuaded and shut out | |
Objections raised all softened to a murmur | |
Wanton blasphemers shrink down in this vacuum | |
Loudest base pleasures stifled to a whimper | |
Colour and shade is so bland in this vacuum | |
Repentant you' ve been muzzled in their open arms |
zuò cí : Greenway, Harris | |
Don' t look upon the spoils with accusing gaze | |
Don' t insinuate that this stranglehold should really break | |
Don' t jab conspiratorial fingers in that direction | |
Don' t hold up to the light their dregs of purified poison | |
Gently you' ll be dissuaded, brought around | |
Don' t work out that the suffering mind knows when to die | |
Don' t drink from jewelled chalices and wonder why | |
Don' t steal back from exploiters that stripped you bare | |
Don' t arrive back to thinking that he' s got your share | |
Somehow you' ve been dissuaded and shut out | |
Objections raised all softened to a murmur | |
Wanton blasphemers shrink down in this vacuum | |
Loudest base pleasures stifled to a whimper | |
Colour and shade is so bland in this vacuum | |
Repentant you' ve been muzzled in their open arms |