Girl's Got A Face Like Murder 歌词
| 歌曲 | Girl's Got A Face Like Murder |
| 歌手 | Fear Before the March of Flames |
| 专辑 | Odd How People Shake |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Fear Before the March of Flames ... | |
| ...we colud see in the distance hundreds of men. their campsite illuminated by skin bound to stick. | |
| Like scarecrows: too tired to dance | |
| Too ashamed to look up | |
| Taunted by their shadows | |
| Their empty stares licked at your back | |
| But at your parade we saw you stand tall "Oh beautiful one" mother sheds a tear "If only we could reach such heights" | |
| We are dogs at our waist "This is my love" we hear you say "This is my strength" we catch your spit our lips shine prepared to sing your praises | |
| You lose your tounge at the scent of burning flesh | |
| And your mouth was so proud of your existence | |
| I guess you wont be coming home a martyr... |
| zuo qu : Fear Before the March of Flames ... | |
| ... we colud see in the distance hundreds of men. their campsite illuminated by skin bound to stick. | |
| Like scarecrows: too tired to dance | |
| Too ashamed to look up | |
| Taunted by their shadows | |
| Their empty stares licked at your back | |
| But at your parade we saw you stand tall " Oh beautiful one" mother sheds a tear " If only we could reach such heights" | |
| We are dogs at our waist " This is my love" we hear you say " This is my strength" we catch your spit our lips shine prepared to sing your praises | |
| You lose your tounge at the scent of burning flesh | |
| And your mouth was so proud of your existence | |
| I guess you wont be coming home a martyr... |
| zuò qǔ : Fear Before the March of Flames ... | |
| ... we colud see in the distance hundreds of men. their campsite illuminated by skin bound to stick. | |
| Like scarecrows: too tired to dance | |
| Too ashamed to look up | |
| Taunted by their shadows | |
| Their empty stares licked at your back | |
| But at your parade we saw you stand tall " Oh beautiful one" mother sheds a tear " If only we could reach such heights" | |
| We are dogs at our waist " This is my love" we hear you say " This is my strength" we catch your spit our lips shine prepared to sing your praises | |
| You lose your tounge at the scent of burning flesh | |
| And your mouth was so proud of your existence | |
| I guess you wont be coming home a martyr... |
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