歌曲 | Devil's concubine |
歌手 | Hopesfall |
专辑 | Magnetic North |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Forrest, Hopesfall | |
Brought new attention for the media | |
it's like seeing pretty new burdens | |
with a musket grin | |
we can trigger your favourite sin | |
like seeking new burdens | |
for lazy guards in watch towers | |
bring us to courthouse control | |
dental records prove | |
only if our tongues are cut off | |
then we will be less of a disease | |
we found religion | |
in splitting teeth at equivocate ideals | |
of the virtue of a man | |
a simple tithe in the spirit of | |
how we deem you | |
newsprint exploiter | |
we all get lonely | |
i guess your portfolio did too | |
a good fire celebrate | |
a far call can't erase | |
follow it out | |
let's burn it out | |
with a quick fix stare | |
they tell us to be obscene | |
they don't care who believes | |
ears pinned back | |
we've travelled far | |
looks like we got ourselves an interpreter | |
and it's time to imitate | |
being one of a kind | |
won't someone celebrate you? | |
illegally instate | |
the burn | |
of a world | |
gone down in a flame | |
it's our brilliant rise to fame the burden | |
of what we thought was a man | |
we'll burn your stock down | |
we get a sick euphoria | |
burn the devil's concubine |
zuo qu : Forrest, Hopesfall | |
Brought new attention for the media | |
it' s like seeing pretty new burdens | |
with a musket grin | |
we can trigger your favourite sin | |
like seeking new burdens | |
for lazy guards in watch towers | |
bring us to courthouse control | |
dental records prove | |
only if our tongues are cut off | |
then we will be less of a disease | |
we found religion | |
in splitting teeth at equivocate ideals | |
of the virtue of a man | |
a simple tithe in the spirit of | |
how we deem you | |
newsprint exploiter | |
we all get lonely | |
i guess your portfolio did too | |
a good fire celebrate | |
a far call can' t erase | |
follow it out | |
let' s burn it out | |
with a quick fix stare | |
they tell us to be obscene | |
they don' t care who believes | |
ears pinned back | |
we' ve travelled far | |
looks like we got ourselves an interpreter | |
and it' s time to imitate | |
being one of a kind | |
won' t someone celebrate you? | |
illegally instate | |
the burn | |
of a world | |
gone down in a flame | |
it' s our brilliant rise to fame the burden | |
of what we thought was a man | |
we' ll burn your stock down | |
we get a sick euphoria | |
burn the devil' s concubine |
zuò qǔ : Forrest, Hopesfall | |
Brought new attention for the media | |
it' s like seeing pretty new burdens | |
with a musket grin | |
we can trigger your favourite sin | |
like seeking new burdens | |
for lazy guards in watch towers | |
bring us to courthouse control | |
dental records prove | |
only if our tongues are cut off | |
then we will be less of a disease | |
we found religion | |
in splitting teeth at equivocate ideals | |
of the virtue of a man | |
a simple tithe in the spirit of | |
how we deem you | |
newsprint exploiter | |
we all get lonely | |
i guess your portfolio did too | |
a good fire celebrate | |
a far call can' t erase | |
follow it out | |
let' s burn it out | |
with a quick fix stare | |
they tell us to be obscene | |
they don' t care who believes | |
ears pinned back | |
we' ve travelled far | |
looks like we got ourselves an interpreter | |
and it' s time to imitate | |
being one of a kind | |
won' t someone celebrate you? | |
illegally instate | |
the burn | |
of a world | |
gone down in a flame | |
it' s our brilliant rise to fame the burden | |
of what we thought was a man | |
we' ll burn your stock down | |
we get a sick euphoria | |
burn the devil' s concubine |