歌曲 | A War Called Home |
歌手 | Strung Out |
专辑 | Blackhawks Over Los Angeles |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Cruz, Strung Out | |
We are the last remains | |
We are bridge over troubled water | |
We are the renegades | |
We are awake to what's going on | |
I was the son of a promised land | |
Whose father's youth was lost in Vietnam | |
One nation believed all the TV said | |
Killed Kennedy and screamed "God is dead!" | |
Come sing along with me our song it can't be wrong | |
We are the last remains that carry on | |
We are the bombs that rain | |
Upon the ones that have done no wrong | |
We are the oil fields | |
That'll burn till all hope is gone | |
So raise a flag and prey on everything gone wrong | |
In CEO we trust to carry on | |
We are the breakdown, come on and get down | |
Forever young, gonna tear this shit down | |
To write a story, our own story | |
To be the ones that'll change direction | |
Cause I've been asleep too long | |
And I can't remember how I got so numb | |
To what's going on | |
We need no hand grenades | |
No machine guns to make us strong | |
We are the every day | |
They got armies well we got ours | |
So sing along with me we are the beating heart | |
That pumps this blood through veins that carry me on | |
So put your flag down, come on and get down | |
We are the ones that'll tear this shit down | |
To write our story, our history | |
Without bombs or religious glory | |
Cause we've been asleep too long | |
With no real answer how it got this far | |
Tonight I will not close my eyes | |
How can we ever sleep again | |
How can we ever sleep the same | |
How can we ever sleep the same |
zuo qu : Cruz, Strung Out | |
We are the last remains | |
We are bridge over troubled water | |
We are the renegades | |
We are awake to what' s going on | |
I was the son of a promised land | |
Whose father' s youth was lost in Vietnam | |
One nation believed all the TV said | |
Killed Kennedy and screamed " God is dead!" | |
Come sing along with me our song it can' t be wrong | |
We are the last remains that carry on | |
We are the bombs that rain | |
Upon the ones that have done no wrong | |
We are the oil fields | |
That' ll burn till all hope is gone | |
So raise a flag and prey on everything gone wrong | |
In CEO we trust to carry on | |
We are the breakdown, come on and get down | |
Forever young, gonna tear this shit down | |
To write a story, our own story | |
To be the ones that' ll change direction | |
Cause I' ve been asleep too long | |
And I can' t remember how I got so numb | |
To what' s going on | |
We need no hand grenades | |
No machine guns to make us strong | |
We are the every day | |
They got armies well we got ours | |
So sing along with me we are the beating heart | |
That pumps this blood through veins that carry me on | |
So put your flag down, come on and get down | |
We are the ones that' ll tear this shit down | |
To write our story, our history | |
Without bombs or religious glory | |
Cause we' ve been asleep too long | |
With no real answer how it got this far | |
Tonight I will not close my eyes | |
How can we ever sleep again | |
How can we ever sleep the same | |
How can we ever sleep the same |
zuò qǔ : Cruz, Strung Out | |
We are the last remains | |
We are bridge over troubled water | |
We are the renegades | |
We are awake to what' s going on | |
I was the son of a promised land | |
Whose father' s youth was lost in Vietnam | |
One nation believed all the TV said | |
Killed Kennedy and screamed " God is dead!" | |
Come sing along with me our song it can' t be wrong | |
We are the last remains that carry on | |
We are the bombs that rain | |
Upon the ones that have done no wrong | |
We are the oil fields | |
That' ll burn till all hope is gone | |
So raise a flag and prey on everything gone wrong | |
In CEO we trust to carry on | |
We are the breakdown, come on and get down | |
Forever young, gonna tear this shit down | |
To write a story, our own story | |
To be the ones that' ll change direction | |
Cause I' ve been asleep too long | |
And I can' t remember how I got so numb | |
To what' s going on | |
We need no hand grenades | |
No machine guns to make us strong | |
We are the every day | |
They got armies well we got ours | |
So sing along with me we are the beating heart | |
That pumps this blood through veins that carry me on | |
So put your flag down, come on and get down | |
We are the ones that' ll tear this shit down | |
To write our story, our history | |
Without bombs or religious glory | |
Cause we' ve been asleep too long | |
With no real answer how it got this far | |
Tonight I will not close my eyes | |
How can we ever sleep again | |
How can we ever sleep the same | |
How can we ever sleep the same |