歌曲 | Lie to Purify |
歌手 | Unearth |
专辑 | The Oncoming Storm |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Phipps, Unearth | |
consumed by self loving pain | |
self loathing bliss | |
it eats away | |
burns you like a cancer | |
the feeling's inside | |
mask your size | |
with your will | |
now you fall | |
from heart and soul | |
break | |
years of frustration | |
all to plain to see | |
ease into war | |
invade with foul fingers | |
lie to purify | |
crushing what's not you | |
they say some are born | |
with a blackened heart | |
fell to the curse of a bastard life | |
cursed with a bastard life | |
your lust to celebrate your name | |
will cause your fall | |
can't change | |
years of frustration | |
all have yearned to see | |
the pedestal crumble | |
ignored acts of agression | |
falsify to slave | |
avoiding all that's true | |
you stand up | |
then you fall | |
heartless souless appetite | |
you're crossing almost every line | |
now it's time to wash away | |
you lost your way | |
you crossed the line | |
you crossed every line |
zuo qu : Phipps, Unearth | |
consumed by self loving pain | |
self loathing bliss | |
it eats away | |
burns you like a cancer | |
the feeling' s inside | |
mask your size | |
with your will | |
now you fall | |
from heart and soul | |
break | |
years of frustration | |
all to plain to see | |
ease into war | |
invade with foul fingers | |
lie to purify | |
crushing what' s not you | |
they say some are born | |
with a blackened heart | |
fell to the curse of a bastard life | |
cursed with a bastard life | |
your lust to celebrate your name | |
will cause your fall | |
can' t change | |
years of frustration | |
all have yearned to see | |
the pedestal crumble | |
ignored acts of agression | |
falsify to slave | |
avoiding all that' s true | |
you stand up | |
then you fall | |
heartless souless appetite | |
you' re crossing almost every line | |
now it' s time to wash away | |
you lost your way | |
you crossed the line | |
you crossed every line |
zuò qǔ : Phipps, Unearth | |
consumed by self loving pain | |
self loathing bliss | |
it eats away | |
burns you like a cancer | |
the feeling' s inside | |
mask your size | |
with your will | |
now you fall | |
from heart and soul | |
break | |
years of frustration | |
all to plain to see | |
ease into war | |
invade with foul fingers | |
lie to purify | |
crushing what' s not you | |
they say some are born | |
with a blackened heart | |
fell to the curse of a bastard life | |
cursed with a bastard life | |
your lust to celebrate your name | |
will cause your fall | |
can' t change | |
years of frustration | |
all have yearned to see | |
the pedestal crumble | |
ignored acts of agression | |
falsify to slave | |
avoiding all that' s true | |
you stand up | |
then you fall | |
heartless souless appetite | |
you' re crossing almost every line | |
now it' s time to wash away | |
you lost your way | |
you crossed the line | |
you crossed every line |