歌曲 | Hearts Of The Innocent |
歌手 | Kutless |
专辑 | Hearts of the Innocent |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Kutless, Sprinkle | |
I'm looking down into the eyes of hopelessness | |
They're crying out to me, | |
I see the pain | |
It's so much more than youth should know | |
It tears me apart | |
What can I do to change what | |
I seeThis vicious cycle must come to an end | |
Can't you see, we're crushing the hearts of the innocent | |
We're teaching them to fail and how it breaks me | |
To see how we're living and punishing the ones that need us to care | |
To see them hurting feels like knuckles to the back of my head | |
Where have the days gone | |
That a promise was forever, families stuck together | |
We wonder why their generation struggles to get by | |
There's no one to [Incomprehensible] | |
What can I do to change what | |
I seeThis vicious cycle must come to an end | |
Can't you see, we're crushing the hearts of the innocent | |
We're teaching them to fail and how it breaks me | |
To see how we're living and punishing the ones that need us to care | |
To see them hurting feels like knuckles to the back of my head | |
Can't you see, we're crushing the hearts of the innocent | |
We're teaching them to fail and how it breaks me | |
To see how we're living and punishing the ones that need us to care | |
To see them hurting feels like knuckles to the back of my head | |
Feels like knuckles to the back of my head |
zuo qu : Kutless, Sprinkle | |
I' m looking down into the eyes of hopelessness | |
They' re crying out to me, | |
I see the pain | |
It' s so much more than youth should know | |
It tears me apart | |
What can I do to change what | |
I seeThis vicious cycle must come to an end | |
Can' t you see, we' re crushing the hearts of the innocent | |
We' re teaching them to fail and how it breaks me | |
To see how we' re living and punishing the ones that need us to care | |
To see them hurting feels like knuckles to the back of my head | |
Where have the days gone | |
That a promise was forever, families stuck together | |
We wonder why their generation struggles to get by | |
There' s no one to Incomprehensible | |
What can I do to change what | |
I seeThis vicious cycle must come to an end | |
Can' t you see, we' re crushing the hearts of the innocent | |
We' re teaching them to fail and how it breaks me | |
To see how we' re living and punishing the ones that need us to care | |
To see them hurting feels like knuckles to the back of my head | |
Can' t you see, we' re crushing the hearts of the innocent | |
We' re teaching them to fail and how it breaks me | |
To see how we' re living and punishing the ones that need us to care | |
To see them hurting feels like knuckles to the back of my head | |
Feels like knuckles to the back of my head |
zuò qǔ : Kutless, Sprinkle | |
I' m looking down into the eyes of hopelessness | |
They' re crying out to me, | |
I see the pain | |
It' s so much more than youth should know | |
It tears me apart | |
What can I do to change what | |
I seeThis vicious cycle must come to an end | |
Can' t you see, we' re crushing the hearts of the innocent | |
We' re teaching them to fail and how it breaks me | |
To see how we' re living and punishing the ones that need us to care | |
To see them hurting feels like knuckles to the back of my head | |
Where have the days gone | |
That a promise was forever, families stuck together | |
We wonder why their generation struggles to get by | |
There' s no one to Incomprehensible | |
What can I do to change what | |
I seeThis vicious cycle must come to an end | |
Can' t you see, we' re crushing the hearts of the innocent | |
We' re teaching them to fail and how it breaks me | |
To see how we' re living and punishing the ones that need us to care | |
To see them hurting feels like knuckles to the back of my head | |
Can' t you see, we' re crushing the hearts of the innocent | |
We' re teaching them to fail and how it breaks me | |
To see how we' re living and punishing the ones that need us to care | |
To see them hurting feels like knuckles to the back of my head | |
Feels like knuckles to the back of my head |