歌曲 | Failure To Thrive |
歌手 | Faith & the Muse |
专辑 | The Burning Season |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Faith & The Muse | |
The season's over | |
The season's done | |
Too slow to notice | |
The fire's gone | |
So thin on the ground | |
With a chemical heart | |
And a cheap excuse | |
I've played my part | |
A torch to the error | |
And a cold hard look in the eye | |
I wonder why | |
You still wander 'round in rain | |
A torch to the error | |
And a cold hard look in the eye | |
I ask you why | |
You still wonder... | |
Run as long as you can | |
'Til you know what I mean | |
Not even the rain | |
Can make me clean | |
The content of those tiny hours | |
Contemplate the price of those shadows | |
Ever screaming toward the anvil | |
What was the price of those shadows, brother? | |
A torch to the error | |
And a cold hard look in the eye | |
I wonder why | |
You still wander 'round in rain | |
A torch to the error | |
And a cold hard look in the eye | |
I ask you why | |
You still wonder 'round in rain | |
A face to the terror | |
And a long sharp stick in the eye | |
I can't deny | |
My trespass in poor domain | |
A face to the terror | |
And a long sharp stick in the eye | |
I still decry | |
Your judgment | |
Your vanity | |
Your name | |
(Carry on) | |
I found a new ring; taught it to believe again | |
No broken memories remain -- no bloodsick "friends" | |
The years behind us have all taken wing | |
In ill-remembrance of a Mad Drunk King | |
Those who go hiding all their tears in wine | |
Will find that they've grown rotten on the vine | |
So carry on, dear brother -- I wish you well | |
(Just carrion) | |
With brighter days in mind -- so long -- farewell |
zuo qu : Faith The Muse | |
The season' s over | |
The season' s done | |
Too slow to notice | |
The fire' s gone | |
So thin on the ground | |
With a chemical heart | |
And a cheap excuse | |
I' ve played my part | |
A torch to the error | |
And a cold hard look in the eye | |
I wonder why | |
You still wander ' round in rain | |
A torch to the error | |
And a cold hard look in the eye | |
I ask you why | |
You still wonder... | |
Run as long as you can | |
' Til you know what I mean | |
Not even the rain | |
Can make me clean | |
The content of those tiny hours | |
Contemplate the price of those shadows | |
Ever screaming toward the anvil | |
What was the price of those shadows, brother? | |
A torch to the error | |
And a cold hard look in the eye | |
I wonder why | |
You still wander ' round in rain | |
A torch to the error | |
And a cold hard look in the eye | |
I ask you why | |
You still wonder ' round in rain | |
A face to the terror | |
And a long sharp stick in the eye | |
I can' t deny | |
My trespass in poor domain | |
A face to the terror | |
And a long sharp stick in the eye | |
I still decry | |
Your judgment | |
Your vanity | |
Your name | |
Carry on | |
I found a new ring taught it to believe again | |
No broken memories remain no bloodsick " friends" | |
The years behind us have all taken wing | |
In illremembrance of a Mad Drunk King | |
Those who go hiding all their tears in wine | |
Will find that they' ve grown rotten on the vine | |
So carry on, dear brother I wish you well | |
Just carrion | |
With brighter days in mind so long farewell |
zuò qǔ : Faith The Muse | |
The season' s over | |
The season' s done | |
Too slow to notice | |
The fire' s gone | |
So thin on the ground | |
With a chemical heart | |
And a cheap excuse | |
I' ve played my part | |
A torch to the error | |
And a cold hard look in the eye | |
I wonder why | |
You still wander ' round in rain | |
A torch to the error | |
And a cold hard look in the eye | |
I ask you why | |
You still wonder... | |
Run as long as you can | |
' Til you know what I mean | |
Not even the rain | |
Can make me clean | |
The content of those tiny hours | |
Contemplate the price of those shadows | |
Ever screaming toward the anvil | |
What was the price of those shadows, brother? | |
A torch to the error | |
And a cold hard look in the eye | |
I wonder why | |
You still wander ' round in rain | |
A torch to the error | |
And a cold hard look in the eye | |
I ask you why | |
You still wonder ' round in rain | |
A face to the terror | |
And a long sharp stick in the eye | |
I can' t deny | |
My trespass in poor domain | |
A face to the terror | |
And a long sharp stick in the eye | |
I still decry | |
Your judgment | |
Your vanity | |
Your name | |
Carry on | |
I found a new ring taught it to believe again | |
No broken memories remain no bloodsick " friends" | |
The years behind us have all taken wing | |
In illremembrance of a Mad Drunk King | |
Those who go hiding all their tears in wine | |
Will find that they' ve grown rotten on the vine | |
So carry on, dear brother I wish you well | |
Just carrion | |
With brighter days in mind so long farewell |