歌曲 | Cranking The Sirens |
歌手 | Soilwork |
专辑 | Figure Number Five |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Karlsson, Sten, Strid | |
Underneath the surface he's bound to be back for more | |
Keep your eye on the trigger man | |
His hands are shaky, trying to find the score | |
Well, I see you have another friend | |
to drag down the hall | |
Watch him bleed on this freakshow Monday | |
Watch him crank the sirens tearing up his soul | |
[Chorus:] | |
And there it goes he's so close to a remedy | |
A painful host of his time | |
And he'll never show to the world | |
how his life's supposed to be | |
Drenched by the dark in his mind | |
Now there's nothing but silence surrounding him | |
Providing the contents of his unique | |
Misanthropical friend. Well (won't you tell) | |
If there's ever gonna be a state for your well-hidden art | |
Watch him breed on this freakshow Monday | |
Watch him crank the sirens tearing up his soul | |
He believes in silence | |
He believes that this is the end | |
He can't hear the sirens cause | |
silence is the greatest sleep of them all. |
zuo ci : Karlsson, Sten, Strid | |
Underneath the surface he' s bound to be back for more | |
Keep your eye on the trigger man | |
His hands are shaky, trying to find the score | |
Well, I see you have another friend | |
to drag down the hall | |
Watch him bleed on this freakshow Monday | |
Watch him crank the sirens tearing up his soul | |
Chorus: | |
And there it goes he' s so close to a remedy | |
A painful host of his time | |
And he' ll never show to the world | |
how his life' s supposed to be | |
Drenched by the dark in his mind | |
Now there' s nothing but silence surrounding him | |
Providing the contents of his unique | |
Misanthropical friend. Well won' t you tell | |
If there' s ever gonna be a state for your wellhidden art | |
Watch him breed on this freakshow Monday | |
Watch him crank the sirens tearing up his soul | |
He believes in silence | |
He believes that this is the end | |
He can' t hear the sirens cause | |
silence is the greatest sleep of them all. |
zuò cí : Karlsson, Sten, Strid | |
Underneath the surface he' s bound to be back for more | |
Keep your eye on the trigger man | |
His hands are shaky, trying to find the score | |
Well, I see you have another friend | |
to drag down the hall | |
Watch him bleed on this freakshow Monday | |
Watch him crank the sirens tearing up his soul | |
Chorus: | |
And there it goes he' s so close to a remedy | |
A painful host of his time | |
And he' ll never show to the world | |
how his life' s supposed to be | |
Drenched by the dark in his mind | |
Now there' s nothing but silence surrounding him | |
Providing the contents of his unique | |
Misanthropical friend. Well won' t you tell | |
If there' s ever gonna be a state for your wellhidden art | |
Watch him breed on this freakshow Monday | |
Watch him crank the sirens tearing up his soul | |
He believes in silence | |
He believes that this is the end | |
He can' t hear the sirens cause | |
silence is the greatest sleep of them all. |