歌曲 | Ego |
歌手 | Kyros |
专辑 | Vox Humana |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Joey Frevola | |
作曲 : Joey Frevola | |
Out and now the people’re here - surrounded, city concrete sprawl | |
See my eminence, now come undone. My maker’s son, a perfect one | |
Listen here, his vision is clear - I am the perfect version of you | |
Listen now, his mission’s here - an artisan body, a break through | |
All the world behold my beauty, My perfection’s glow | |
Can Humanity contain the greatness my maker's bestowed | |
It’s hard to gaze upon the flaws - You’re not perfect like I am | |
All slaves to your sins, in vice cold claws | |
So sure I am that this is fact | |
My mental functions still in tact | |
Can I be free from bitter sins? | |
These vain desires deep within | |
All the world behold my sadness, my despair and woe | |
Now I see the truth so clearly, It’s my time to go | |
Oh please don’t gaze upon my flaws | |
I’ll return to where I’ve come from | |
My Maker, my purpose…. A lost cause. |
zuo ci : Joey Frevola | |
zuo qu : Joey Frevola | |
Out and now the people' re here surrounded, city concrete sprawl | |
See my eminence, now come undone. My maker' s son, a perfect one | |
Listen here, his vision is clear I am the perfect version of you | |
Listen now, his mission' s here an artisan body, a break through | |
All the world behold my beauty, My perfection' s glow | |
Can Humanity contain the greatness my maker' s bestowed | |
It' s hard to gaze upon the flaws You' re not perfect like I am | |
All slaves to your sins, in vice cold claws | |
So sure I am that this is fact | |
My mental functions still in tact | |
Can I be free from bitter sins? | |
These vain desires deep within | |
All the world behold my sadness, my despair and woe | |
Now I see the truth so clearly, It' s my time to go | |
Oh please don' t gaze upon my flaws | |
I' ll return to where I' ve come from | |
My Maker, my purpose. A lost cause. |
zuò cí : Joey Frevola | |
zuò qǔ : Joey Frevola | |
Out and now the people' re here surrounded, city concrete sprawl | |
See my eminence, now come undone. My maker' s son, a perfect one | |
Listen here, his vision is clear I am the perfect version of you | |
Listen now, his mission' s here an artisan body, a break through | |
All the world behold my beauty, My perfection' s glow | |
Can Humanity contain the greatness my maker' s bestowed | |
It' s hard to gaze upon the flaws You' re not perfect like I am | |
All slaves to your sins, in vice cold claws | |
So sure I am that this is fact | |
My mental functions still in tact | |
Can I be free from bitter sins? | |
These vain desires deep within | |
All the world behold my sadness, my despair and woe | |
Now I see the truth so clearly, It' s my time to go | |
Oh please don' t gaze upon my flaws | |
I' ll return to where I' ve come from | |
My Maker, my purpose. A lost cause. |