歌曲 | Hostage |
歌手 | Queensrÿche |
专辑 | Operation: Mindcrime II |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Culture hostage. | |
I’m writhing in the cold grasp of justice,as she turns away. | |
Blind is she supposed to be but,someone took a razor to her mask. | |
Rusted now the scales you hold,the balance tipped by the weight of gold. | |
When will it end? | |
When will it ever end? | |
The judgment man holds my fate,as | |
I beg forgiveness with theplastic smile of a candidate. | |
They take for granted that | |
I’m out of my mind and they’re wasting their time to care. | |
So all my reasons are damned before they’re heard. | |
I’m held hostage by their words. | |
What will lead us to toleranceif we don’t question our prejudice? | |
Courage is such a lonely word,patience, in time these truths will be known. | |
Please, don’t keep looking away. | |
You see fortunes are on line, reputations at risk, and there’s fear in the hearts of all of you that believe that you’re right,and that’s your right. | |
But are you . . . right? | |
The judgment man holds my fate,as | |
I gaze around the room,their eyes are like knives, could decapitate. | |
They take for granted that | |
I’m out of my mind and | |
I’m wasting their time, don’t show, don’t show me my fate. | |
Reasons are damned, can’t understand. | |
If I fall to pieces they’ll know . . .he’s out of his mind and he’s wasting our time, we know. | |
As I sense my fate . . . | |
His reasons be damned, can’t understand him.. . . and now all my reasons are damned before they’re heard. | |
I’m held hostage by their words. | |
I’m a hostage. |
Culture hostage. | |
I' m writhing in the cold grasp of justice, as she turns away. | |
Blind is she supposed to be but, someone took a razor to her mask. | |
Rusted now the scales you hold, the balance tipped by the weight of gold. | |
When will it end? | |
When will it ever end? | |
The judgment man holds my fate, as | |
I beg forgiveness with theplastic smile of a candidate. | |
They take for granted that | |
I' m out of my mind and they' re wasting their time to care. | |
So all my reasons are damned before they' re heard. | |
I' m held hostage by their words. | |
What will lead us to toleranceif we don' t question our prejudice? | |
Courage is such a lonely word, patience, in time these truths will be known. | |
Please, don' t keep looking away. | |
You see fortunes are on line, reputations at risk, and there' s fear in the hearts of all of you that believe that you' re right, and that' s your right. | |
But are you . . . right? | |
The judgment man holds my fate, as | |
I gaze around the room, their eyes are like knives, could decapitate. | |
They take for granted that | |
I' m out of my mind and | |
I' m wasting their time, don' t show, don' t show me my fate. | |
Reasons are damned, can' t understand. | |
If I fall to pieces they' ll know . . . he' s out of his mind and he' s wasting our time, we know. | |
As I sense my fate . . . | |
His reasons be damned, can' t understand him.. . . and now all my reasons are damned before they' re heard. | |
I' m held hostage by their words. | |
I' m a hostage. |
Culture hostage. | |
I' m writhing in the cold grasp of justice, as she turns away. | |
Blind is she supposed to be but, someone took a razor to her mask. | |
Rusted now the scales you hold, the balance tipped by the weight of gold. | |
When will it end? | |
When will it ever end? | |
The judgment man holds my fate, as | |
I beg forgiveness with theplastic smile of a candidate. | |
They take for granted that | |
I' m out of my mind and they' re wasting their time to care. | |
So all my reasons are damned before they' re heard. | |
I' m held hostage by their words. | |
What will lead us to toleranceif we don' t question our prejudice? | |
Courage is such a lonely word, patience, in time these truths will be known. | |
Please, don' t keep looking away. | |
You see fortunes are on line, reputations at risk, and there' s fear in the hearts of all of you that believe that you' re right, and that' s your right. | |
But are you . . . right? | |
The judgment man holds my fate, as | |
I gaze around the room, their eyes are like knives, could decapitate. | |
They take for granted that | |
I' m out of my mind and | |
I' m wasting their time, don' t show, don' t show me my fate. | |
Reasons are damned, can' t understand. | |
If I fall to pieces they' ll know . . . he' s out of his mind and he' s wasting our time, we know. | |
As I sense my fate . . . | |
His reasons be damned, can' t understand him.. . . and now all my reasons are damned before they' re heard. | |
I' m held hostage by their words. | |
I' m a hostage. |