作词 : Cavalera, Green, Kisser | |
It started with lessons with ho | |
I should hate | |
Listening to everything spoken to me | |
Now there is a chance that you were just using me | |
Innocents turned to see your way of life | |
It's ripping through me everyday | |
My head keep spinning with the shit that you said | |
You even had me get down on my knees | |
Praying for something that | |
I never believed | |
Your words are dead; | |
I buried them, there dead | |
Living with promises that couldn't be kept, | |
But I wasn't convinced | |
Many things you didn't want me to see, | |
Now I'm standing in disbelief | |
Different voices speaking of you | |
Planting darkness in the hearts of men, | |
You never thought it would come back again | |
Your words are dead; | |
I buried them, there dead | |
You're not the king of the world | |
You let your ego get the best of you | |
You're not the king of my world |
zuo ci : Cavalera, Green, Kisser | |
It started with lessons with ho | |
I should hate | |
Listening to everything spoken to me | |
Now there is a chance that you were just using me | |
Innocents turned to see your way of life | |
It' s ripping through me everyday | |
My head keep spinning with the shit that you said | |
You even had me get down on my knees | |
Praying for something that | |
I never believed | |
Your words are dead | |
I buried them, there dead | |
Living with promises that couldn' t be kept, | |
But I wasn' t convinced | |
Many things you didn' t want me to see, | |
Now I' m standing in disbelief | |
Different voices speaking of you | |
Planting darkness in the hearts of men, | |
You never thought it would come back again | |
Your words are dead | |
I buried them, there dead | |
You' re not the king of the world | |
You let your ego get the best of you | |
You' re not the king of my world |
zuò cí : Cavalera, Green, Kisser | |
It started with lessons with ho | |
I should hate | |
Listening to everything spoken to me | |
Now there is a chance that you were just using me | |
Innocents turned to see your way of life | |
It' s ripping through me everyday | |
My head keep spinning with the shit that you said | |
You even had me get down on my knees | |
Praying for something that | |
I never believed | |
Your words are dead | |
I buried them, there dead | |
Living with promises that couldn' t be kept, | |
But I wasn' t convinced | |
Many things you didn' t want me to see, | |
Now I' m standing in disbelief | |
Different voices speaking of you | |
Planting darkness in the hearts of men, | |
You never thought it would come back again | |
Your words are dead | |
I buried them, there dead | |
You' re not the king of the world | |
You let your ego get the best of you | |
You' re not the king of my world |