歌曲 | Dinosaur Bones |
歌手 | Showbread |
专辑 | Age Of Reptiles |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Dies | |
My bones don't click in place | |
When I sit on the machine | |
Not as of late do | |
I integrate | |
Scarcely say what | |
I meanThis thing was built with one of my ribs | |
I was there when it was given a name | |
But I've been overpowered by those who took it away | |
It doesn't even look the same | |
Those hired in to intervene | |
And supervise it's size | |
Do plot against the weakened will | |
Before the weak ones realize | |
I found it's bones in my backyard | |
I put them on display | |
I set it up with leering eyes | |
And gave it a voice to say | |
I am just the voice of one | |
Who's greater than this | |
But I am still a sacred voice | |
I will not be dismissed | |
The bones still look out on my yard | |
Though the pieces are taken apart | |
They paint it colors | |
I can't stand | |
But they will not touch it's heart | |
They stick tacky ornaments on it | |
And they sell it to the kids | |
I can barely stand to see it now | |
But there's still a voice in it | |
When I answer to the one | |
Who gave the bones to me | |
I want to say | |
I cared for them | |
And say it honestly | |
Those closest to me take it away | |
And twist it out of shape | |
But the voice within still rattles the bones | |
The voice still resonates | |
I am just the voice of one | |
Who's greater than this | |
But I am still a sacred voice | |
I will not be dismissed | |
I am just the voice of one | |
Who's greater than this | |
But I am still a sacred voice | |
I will not be dismissed | |
I am just the voice of one | |
Who's greater than this | |
But I am still a sacred voice | |
I will not be dismissed | |
I am just the voice of one | |
Who's greater than this | |
But I am still a sacred voice | |
I will not be dismissed | |
I am just the voice of one | |
Who's greater than this | |
But I am still a sacred voice | |
I will not be dismissed | |
I will not be dismissed |
zuo qu : Dies | |
My bones don' t click in place | |
When I sit on the machine | |
Not as of late do | |
I integrate | |
Scarcely say what | |
I meanThis thing was built with one of my ribs | |
I was there when it was given a name | |
But I' ve been overpowered by those who took it away | |
It doesn' t even look the same | |
Those hired in to intervene | |
And supervise it' s size | |
Do plot against the weakened will | |
Before the weak ones realize | |
I found it' s bones in my backyard | |
I put them on display | |
I set it up with leering eyes | |
And gave it a voice to say | |
I am just the voice of one | |
Who' s greater than this | |
But I am still a sacred voice | |
I will not be dismissed | |
The bones still look out on my yard | |
Though the pieces are taken apart | |
They paint it colors | |
I can' t stand | |
But they will not touch it' s heart | |
They stick tacky ornaments on it | |
And they sell it to the kids | |
I can barely stand to see it now | |
But there' s still a voice in it | |
When I answer to the one | |
Who gave the bones to me | |
I want to say | |
I cared for them | |
And say it honestly | |
Those closest to me take it away | |
And twist it out of shape | |
But the voice within still rattles the bones | |
The voice still resonates | |
I am just the voice of one | |
Who' s greater than this | |
But I am still a sacred voice | |
I will not be dismissed | |
I am just the voice of one | |
Who' s greater than this | |
But I am still a sacred voice | |
I will not be dismissed | |
I am just the voice of one | |
Who' s greater than this | |
But I am still a sacred voice | |
I will not be dismissed | |
I am just the voice of one | |
Who' s greater than this | |
But I am still a sacred voice | |
I will not be dismissed | |
I am just the voice of one | |
Who' s greater than this | |
But I am still a sacred voice | |
I will not be dismissed | |
I will not be dismissed |
zuò qǔ : Dies | |
My bones don' t click in place | |
When I sit on the machine | |
Not as of late do | |
I integrate | |
Scarcely say what | |
I meanThis thing was built with one of my ribs | |
I was there when it was given a name | |
But I' ve been overpowered by those who took it away | |
It doesn' t even look the same | |
Those hired in to intervene | |
And supervise it' s size | |
Do plot against the weakened will | |
Before the weak ones realize | |
I found it' s bones in my backyard | |
I put them on display | |
I set it up with leering eyes | |
And gave it a voice to say | |
I am just the voice of one | |
Who' s greater than this | |
But I am still a sacred voice | |
I will not be dismissed | |
The bones still look out on my yard | |
Though the pieces are taken apart | |
They paint it colors | |
I can' t stand | |
But they will not touch it' s heart | |
They stick tacky ornaments on it | |
And they sell it to the kids | |
I can barely stand to see it now | |
But there' s still a voice in it | |
When I answer to the one | |
Who gave the bones to me | |
I want to say | |
I cared for them | |
And say it honestly | |
Those closest to me take it away | |
And twist it out of shape | |
But the voice within still rattles the bones | |
The voice still resonates | |
I am just the voice of one | |
Who' s greater than this | |
But I am still a sacred voice | |
I will not be dismissed | |
I am just the voice of one | |
Who' s greater than this | |
But I am still a sacred voice | |
I will not be dismissed | |
I am just the voice of one | |
Who' s greater than this | |
But I am still a sacred voice | |
I will not be dismissed | |
I am just the voice of one | |
Who' s greater than this | |
But I am still a sacred voice | |
I will not be dismissed | |
I am just the voice of one | |
Who' s greater than this | |
But I am still a sacred voice | |
I will not be dismissed | |
I will not be dismissed |