歌曲 | Bodies In The Wall |
歌手 | SNFU |
专辑 | ...And No One Else Wanted To Play |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Chi, Muc | |
As I sleep, bedded down, | |
I'm awakened by the sounds | |
Of people moaning in the halls | |
I think there's bodies in the walls | |
They scream at me, they yell at me | |
They tug at me, are they out to get me? | |
They want to make peace or to talk to me | |
They need my help, these bodies in the wall | |
Under my axe, the walls crumble down | |
Sure enough, what have I found? | |
The rotting remains of human bodies | |
Some are screaming, some are crying | |
They scream at me, they yell at me | |
They tug at me, are they out to get me? | |
They want to make peace or to talk to me | |
They need my help, these bodies in the wall | |
They cry because their lives were cut short | |
They scream for help, their last resort | |
But the only way I can help these souls | |
Is to find the person responsible | |
And when I do, it will be his last call | |
I'll stuff his body in the wall | |
But he won't be dead, he'll be alive | |
A fair price to pay for such a violent crime |
zuo ci : Chi, Muc | |
As I sleep, bedded down, | |
I' m awakened by the sounds | |
Of people moaning in the halls | |
I think there' s bodies in the walls | |
They scream at me, they yell at me | |
They tug at me, are they out to get me? | |
They want to make peace or to talk to me | |
They need my help, these bodies in the wall | |
Under my axe, the walls crumble down | |
Sure enough, what have I found? | |
The rotting remains of human bodies | |
Some are screaming, some are crying | |
They scream at me, they yell at me | |
They tug at me, are they out to get me? | |
They want to make peace or to talk to me | |
They need my help, these bodies in the wall | |
They cry because their lives were cut short | |
They scream for help, their last resort | |
But the only way I can help these souls | |
Is to find the person responsible | |
And when I do, it will be his last call | |
I' ll stuff his body in the wall | |
But he won' t be dead, he' ll be alive | |
A fair price to pay for such a violent crime |
zuò cí : Chi, Muc | |
As I sleep, bedded down, | |
I' m awakened by the sounds | |
Of people moaning in the halls | |
I think there' s bodies in the walls | |
They scream at me, they yell at me | |
They tug at me, are they out to get me? | |
They want to make peace or to talk to me | |
They need my help, these bodies in the wall | |
Under my axe, the walls crumble down | |
Sure enough, what have I found? | |
The rotting remains of human bodies | |
Some are screaming, some are crying | |
They scream at me, they yell at me | |
They tug at me, are they out to get me? | |
They want to make peace or to talk to me | |
They need my help, these bodies in the wall | |
They cry because their lives were cut short | |
They scream for help, their last resort | |
But the only way I can help these souls | |
Is to find the person responsible | |
And when I do, it will be his last call | |
I' ll stuff his body in the wall | |
But he won' t be dead, he' ll be alive | |
A fair price to pay for such a violent crime |