歌曲 | The Way of the Fist |
歌手 | Five Finger Death Punch |
专辑 | The Way Of The Fist |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Bathory ... | |
Break that ************t down | |
Zoltan, open the sky | |
You want it, you got it | |
Everything you needed and more | |
You said it, | |
I heard it | |
Careful what you wish for | |
Deleted, defeated | |
Everything you’ve ever been | |
No mercyIt’s the way of the fist | |
Strapped with rage | |
Got no patience for victims | |
Sick and tired | |
Of the whole *******’ world | |
I don’t remember asking you | |
About your imperfections | |
You might win one battle | |
But know this, | |
I’ll win the *******’ war | |
End of the goddamn road, right | |
Step to me, step to me, mother****** | |
Zip your lip, you've run out of time | |
Step to me, step to me, mother****** | |
Talk the talk now, walk the damn line | |
Deserve it, you earned it | |
Got yourself a *******’ war | |
Believe it, you need it | |
Face down on the *******’ floor | |
I hate it, can’t take it | |
Wanna break your *******’ bones | |
No mercy, you ******* | |
Should have left it all alone | |
Strapped with rage | |
Got no patience for victims | |
Sick and tired | |
Of the whole *******’ world | |
I don’t remember asking you | |
About your imperfections | |
You might win one battle | |
But know this, | |
I’ll win the *******’ war | |
As you crash and burn | |
One, two, ******* you, right | |
Step to me, step to me, mother****** | |
Zip your lip, you’ve run out of time | |
Step to me, step to me, mother****** | |
Talked the talk now, walk the damn line | |
Step to me, step to me, mother****** | |
Shut your face, it’s your turn to die | |
Step to me, step to me, anybody | |
Talk the ************t, your ass is mine | |
I don’t remember asking you | |
About your imperfections | |
You might win one battle | |
But know this, | |
I'll win the ******* war |
zuo qu : Bathory ... | |
Break that t down | |
Zoltan, open the sky | |
You want it, you got it | |
Everything you needed and more | |
You said it, | |
I heard it | |
Careful what you wish for | |
Deleted, defeated | |
Everything you' ve ever been | |
No mercyIt' s the way of the fist | |
Strapped with rage | |
Got no patience for victims | |
Sick and tired | |
Of the whole ' world | |
I don' t remember asking you | |
About your imperfections | |
You might win one battle | |
But know this, | |
I' ll win the ' war | |
End of the goddamn road, right | |
Step to me, step to me, mother | |
Zip your lip, you' ve run out of time | |
Step to me, step to me, mother | |
Talk the talk now, walk the damn line | |
Deserve it, you earned it | |
Got yourself a ' war | |
Believe it, you need it | |
Face down on the ' floor | |
I hate it, can' t take it | |
Wanna break your ' bones | |
No mercy, you | |
Should have left it all alone | |
Strapped with rage | |
Got no patience for victims | |
Sick and tired | |
Of the whole ' world | |
I don' t remember asking you | |
About your imperfections | |
You might win one battle | |
But know this, | |
I' ll win the ' war | |
As you crash and burn | |
One, two, you, right | |
Step to me, step to me, mother | |
Zip your lip, you' ve run out of time | |
Step to me, step to me, mother | |
Talked the talk now, walk the damn line | |
Step to me, step to me, mother | |
Shut your face, it' s your turn to die | |
Step to me, step to me, anybody | |
Talk the t, your ass is mine | |
I don' t remember asking you | |
About your imperfections | |
You might win one battle | |
But know this, | |
I' ll win the war |
zuò qǔ : Bathory ... | |
Break that t down | |
Zoltan, open the sky | |
You want it, you got it | |
Everything you needed and more | |
You said it, | |
I heard it | |
Careful what you wish for | |
Deleted, defeated | |
Everything you' ve ever been | |
No mercyIt' s the way of the fist | |
Strapped with rage | |
Got no patience for victims | |
Sick and tired | |
Of the whole ' world | |
I don' t remember asking you | |
About your imperfections | |
You might win one battle | |
But know this, | |
I' ll win the ' war | |
End of the goddamn road, right | |
Step to me, step to me, mother | |
Zip your lip, you' ve run out of time | |
Step to me, step to me, mother | |
Talk the talk now, walk the damn line | |
Deserve it, you earned it | |
Got yourself a ' war | |
Believe it, you need it | |
Face down on the ' floor | |
I hate it, can' t take it | |
Wanna break your ' bones | |
No mercy, you | |
Should have left it all alone | |
Strapped with rage | |
Got no patience for victims | |
Sick and tired | |
Of the whole ' world | |
I don' t remember asking you | |
About your imperfections | |
You might win one battle | |
But know this, | |
I' ll win the ' war | |
As you crash and burn | |
One, two, you, right | |
Step to me, step to me, mother | |
Zip your lip, you' ve run out of time | |
Step to me, step to me, mother | |
Talked the talk now, walk the damn line | |
Step to me, step to me, mother | |
Shut your face, it' s your turn to die | |
Step to me, step to me, anybody | |
Talk the t, your ass is mine | |
I don' t remember asking you | |
About your imperfections | |
You might win one battle | |
But know this, | |
I' ll win the war |