歌曲 | Guttershark |
歌手 | The Bled |
专辑 | Found In The Flood |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Bled, Muñoz, Talley | |
I crawled for miles, slit open by a trail of thorns. | |
I prowled, | |
I prowled for vapid avenue. slurring every word | |
I wished I said. | |
Stranded, a nocturnal hell hole. | |
I have a dread of becoming a martyr. pry it out. pry it out. pavement. spits back when the clock strikes. | |
I crawled for miles and miles. take the palms. save the fright from... | |
I sprawled protypical creature. mouthwide on a cobblestone canvas. time lapse. rejected donors. flee from the scene. blind numb. on a whiskey slicked highway. | |
I'm reeling towards a the temptation at hand. fog lights. disjointed lightning. nausceous nausceous, | |
I'm drooling right on cue. | |
I'm sleeping in a pew. | |
It's all a misconstrued, god damn this night. | |
Fabricate. deny. until the beat makes you sick. guttershark. prescribe. the man is void of reason. | |
I crawled for miles and miles. till the palm's called it quit's. yeah. | |
I crawled for miles and miles. take the palm's save the fright from...fear grips me. drained, pissed, drowned. you might cut a man just to watch him bleed. you might cure yourself of this plague. you might spill your gut's to this blood thirsty crowd. they might think | |
I'm you. I'm gonne end up you. you can't shake it the fear the voice the tremble the bittersweet melody is deafening so hide your broken halo from me. |
zuo qu : Bled, Mu oz, Talley | |
I crawled for miles, slit open by a trail of thorns. | |
I prowled, | |
I prowled for vapid avenue. slurring every word | |
I wished I said. | |
Stranded, a nocturnal hell hole. | |
I have a dread of becoming a martyr. pry it out. pry it out. pavement. spits back when the clock strikes. | |
I crawled for miles and miles. take the palms. save the fright from... | |
I sprawled protypical creature. mouthwide on a cobblestone canvas. time lapse. rejected donors. flee from the scene. blind numb. on a whiskey slicked highway. | |
I' m reeling towards a the temptation at hand. fog lights. disjointed lightning. nausceous nausceous, | |
I' m drooling right on cue. | |
I' m sleeping in a pew. | |
It' s all a misconstrued, god damn this night. | |
Fabricate. deny. until the beat makes you sick. guttershark. prescribe. the man is void of reason. | |
I crawled for miles and miles. till the palm' s called it quit' s. yeah. | |
I crawled for miles and miles. take the palm' s save the fright from... fear grips me. drained, pissed, drowned. you might cut a man just to watch him bleed. you might cure yourself of this plague. you might spill your gut' s to this blood thirsty crowd. they might think | |
I' m you. I' m gonne end up you. you can' t shake it the fear the voice the tremble the bittersweet melody is deafening so hide your broken halo from me. |
zuò qǔ : Bled, Mu oz, Talley | |
I crawled for miles, slit open by a trail of thorns. | |
I prowled, | |
I prowled for vapid avenue. slurring every word | |
I wished I said. | |
Stranded, a nocturnal hell hole. | |
I have a dread of becoming a martyr. pry it out. pry it out. pavement. spits back when the clock strikes. | |
I crawled for miles and miles. take the palms. save the fright from... | |
I sprawled protypical creature. mouthwide on a cobblestone canvas. time lapse. rejected donors. flee from the scene. blind numb. on a whiskey slicked highway. | |
I' m reeling towards a the temptation at hand. fog lights. disjointed lightning. nausceous nausceous, | |
I' m drooling right on cue. | |
I' m sleeping in a pew. | |
It' s all a misconstrued, god damn this night. | |
Fabricate. deny. until the beat makes you sick. guttershark. prescribe. the man is void of reason. | |
I crawled for miles and miles. till the palm' s called it quit' s. yeah. | |
I crawled for miles and miles. take the palm' s save the fright from... fear grips me. drained, pissed, drowned. you might cut a man just to watch him bleed. you might cure yourself of this plague. you might spill your gut' s to this blood thirsty crowd. they might think | |
I' m you. I' m gonne end up you. you can' t shake it the fear the voice the tremble the bittersweet melody is deafening so hide your broken halo from me. |