歌曲 | Torn And Shattered (Nothing Left) |
歌手 | The Unseen |
专辑 | Internal Salvation |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Mark, Scott, Tripp, Unseen | |
Nothing left at all! | |
Now what can you do? | |
It seems that nothing is left for you. | |
Nothing but torment, torture and despair. | |
It rips apart right at the seams. | |
And they ignore your silent screams. | |
The presence of pain is so overwhelming | |
Nothing left at all | |
And when it's laid to rest | |
And it seems like nothing is left | |
How could you carry on in this world? | |
And when it's laid to rest | |
And it seems like nothing is left | |
How could you carry on in this world? | |
Yeah, torn away was all that mattered. | |
And all of your hopes | |
And dreams are now shattered | |
Smashed and scattered | |
Like glass into pieces. | |
And now you walk alone | |
And glass can easily slice | |
Right down to bone | |
And ll it takes is the will for destruction | |
Nothing left at all | |
And when it's laid to rest | |
And it seems like nothing is left | |
How could you carry on in this world? | |
And when it's laid to rest | |
And it seems like nothing is left | |
How could you carry on in this world? | |
They want you to think | |
That there is nothing left, | |
Don't let them make you think | |
That there's nothing left | |
They want you to think | |
That there is nothing left, | |
Don't let them make you think | |
There is nothing left | |
And when it's laid to rest | |
And it seems like nothing is left | |
How could you carry on in this world? | |
And when it's laid to rest | |
And it seems like nothing is left | |
How could you carry on in this world? |
zuo qu : Mark, Scott, Tripp, Unseen | |
Nothing left at all! | |
Now what can you do? | |
It seems that nothing is left for you. | |
Nothing but torment, torture and despair. | |
It rips apart right at the seams. | |
And they ignore your silent screams. | |
The presence of pain is so overwhelming | |
Nothing left at all | |
And when it' s laid to rest | |
And it seems like nothing is left | |
How could you carry on in this world? | |
And when it' s laid to rest | |
And it seems like nothing is left | |
How could you carry on in this world? | |
Yeah, torn away was all that mattered. | |
And all of your hopes | |
And dreams are now shattered | |
Smashed and scattered | |
Like glass into pieces. | |
And now you walk alone | |
And glass can easily slice | |
Right down to bone | |
And ll it takes is the will for destruction | |
Nothing left at all | |
And when it' s laid to rest | |
And it seems like nothing is left | |
How could you carry on in this world? | |
And when it' s laid to rest | |
And it seems like nothing is left | |
How could you carry on in this world? | |
They want you to think | |
That there is nothing left, | |
Don' t let them make you think | |
That there' s nothing left | |
They want you to think | |
That there is nothing left, | |
Don' t let them make you think | |
There is nothing left | |
And when it' s laid to rest | |
And it seems like nothing is left | |
How could you carry on in this world? | |
And when it' s laid to rest | |
And it seems like nothing is left | |
How could you carry on in this world? |
zuò qǔ : Mark, Scott, Tripp, Unseen | |
Nothing left at all! | |
Now what can you do? | |
It seems that nothing is left for you. | |
Nothing but torment, torture and despair. | |
It rips apart right at the seams. | |
And they ignore your silent screams. | |
The presence of pain is so overwhelming | |
Nothing left at all | |
And when it' s laid to rest | |
And it seems like nothing is left | |
How could you carry on in this world? | |
And when it' s laid to rest | |
And it seems like nothing is left | |
How could you carry on in this world? | |
Yeah, torn away was all that mattered. | |
And all of your hopes | |
And dreams are now shattered | |
Smashed and scattered | |
Like glass into pieces. | |
And now you walk alone | |
And glass can easily slice | |
Right down to bone | |
And ll it takes is the will for destruction | |
Nothing left at all | |
And when it' s laid to rest | |
And it seems like nothing is left | |
How could you carry on in this world? | |
And when it' s laid to rest | |
And it seems like nothing is left | |
How could you carry on in this world? | |
They want you to think | |
That there is nothing left, | |
Don' t let them make you think | |
That there' s nothing left | |
They want you to think | |
That there is nothing left, | |
Don' t let them make you think | |
There is nothing left | |
And when it' s laid to rest | |
And it seems like nothing is left | |
How could you carry on in this world? | |
And when it' s laid to rest | |
And it seems like nothing is left | |
How could you carry on in this world? |