歌曲 | Strings |
歌手 | Sofa Surfers |
专辑 | Sofa Surfers |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
An eye for an eye | |
Soon everybody’s blind | |
I’m quaking from the demons I’m gonna find | |
My back is breaking | |
From the things left behind | |
Oh say can you see that we’re being robbed blind | |
And the dead shall walk | |
And the truthsayers talk | |
Humming in our heads | |
As peter pays paul | |
It's a rich man’s war | |
But a poor man’s blood | |
And the dead shall walk | |
And the truthsayers talk | |
Its a rich man’s war | |
But a poor man’s blood | |
You start to see the strings | |
Of the greatest show on earth | |
Is this all we are? | |
Does it all come down | |
To just wanting to be more? | |
Come shine on my grave | |
Wash the dust from bone | |
And the mourning of this sorry slave | |
And the dead shall walk | |
And the truthsayers talk | |
Humming in our heads | |
as peter pays paul | |
it’s a rich man’s war | |
but a poor man’s blood | |
and the dead shall walk | |
and the truthsayers talk | |
it’s a rich man’s war | |
but a poor man’s blood | |
and you start to see the strings | |
of the greatest show on earth |
An eye for an eye | |
Soon everybody' s blind | |
I' m quaking from the demons I' m gonna find | |
My back is breaking | |
From the things left behind | |
Oh say can you see that we' re being robbed blind | |
And the dead shall walk | |
And the truthsayers talk | |
Humming in our heads | |
As peter pays paul | |
It' s a rich man' s war | |
But a poor man' s blood | |
And the dead shall walk | |
And the truthsayers talk | |
Its a rich man' s war | |
But a poor man' s blood | |
You start to see the strings | |
Of the greatest show on earth | |
Is this all we are? | |
Does it all come down | |
To just wanting to be more? | |
Come shine on my grave | |
Wash the dust from bone | |
And the mourning of this sorry slave | |
And the dead shall walk | |
And the truthsayers talk | |
Humming in our heads | |
as peter pays paul | |
it' s a rich man' s war | |
but a poor man' s blood | |
and the dead shall walk | |
and the truthsayers talk | |
it' s a rich man' s war | |
but a poor man' s blood | |
and you start to see the strings | |
of the greatest show on earth |
An eye for an eye | |
Soon everybody' s blind | |
I' m quaking from the demons I' m gonna find | |
My back is breaking | |
From the things left behind | |
Oh say can you see that we' re being robbed blind | |
And the dead shall walk | |
And the truthsayers talk | |
Humming in our heads | |
As peter pays paul | |
It' s a rich man' s war | |
But a poor man' s blood | |
And the dead shall walk | |
And the truthsayers talk | |
Its a rich man' s war | |
But a poor man' s blood | |
You start to see the strings | |
Of the greatest show on earth | |
Is this all we are? | |
Does it all come down | |
To just wanting to be more? | |
Come shine on my grave | |
Wash the dust from bone | |
And the mourning of this sorry slave | |
And the dead shall walk | |
And the truthsayers talk | |
Humming in our heads | |
as peter pays paul | |
it' s a rich man' s war | |
but a poor man' s blood | |
and the dead shall walk | |
and the truthsayers talk | |
it' s a rich man' s war | |
but a poor man' s blood | |
and you start to see the strings | |
of the greatest show on earth |