Severed 歌词
| 歌曲 | Severed |
| 歌手 | Chamber |
| 专辑 | Ripping / Pulling / Tearing |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Gabe Manuel/Jacob Lilly/Taylor Carpenter/Taylor Stephenson/Christian Smith | |
| 作曲 : Gabe Manuel/Jacob Lilly/Taylor Carpenter/Taylor Stephenson/Christian Smith | |
| The voices I hear bore through the sides of my skull. Burrow inside, and make themselves at home. | |
| Their whispers cut like knives, I can't drown them out. Pull me to the garden where all the wicked rest. | |
| In perfection, God put me here to hurt. Severed. | |
| Sing soft until my vision goes completely black. | |
| There's nothing here for me, I'm not going back. | |
| RippingPullingTearing | |
| ScratchingPullingRipping | |
| Echoes of regret, anger and pain linger in my mind and whisper my name. | |
| All the scars on my skin are all I'm worth. | |
| One for selfishness, One for pride, And hundreds all over for every lie. |
| zuo ci : Gabe Manuel Jacob Lilly Taylor Carpenter Taylor Stephenson Christian Smith | |
| zuo qu : Gabe Manuel Jacob Lilly Taylor Carpenter Taylor Stephenson Christian Smith | |
| The voices I hear bore through the sides of my skull. Burrow inside, and make themselves at home. | |
| Their whispers cut like knives, I can' t drown them out. Pull me to the garden where all the wicked rest. | |
| In perfection, God put me here to hurt. Severed. | |
| Sing soft until my vision goes completely black. | |
| There' s nothing here for me, I' m not going back. | |
| RippingPullingTearing | |
| ScratchingPullingRipping | |
| Echoes of regret, anger and pain linger in my mind and whisper my name. | |
| All the scars on my skin are all I' m worth. | |
| One for selfishness, One for pride, And hundreds all over for every lie. |
| zuò cí : Gabe Manuel Jacob Lilly Taylor Carpenter Taylor Stephenson Christian Smith | |
| zuò qǔ : Gabe Manuel Jacob Lilly Taylor Carpenter Taylor Stephenson Christian Smith | |
| The voices I hear bore through the sides of my skull. Burrow inside, and make themselves at home. | |
| Their whispers cut like knives, I can' t drown them out. Pull me to the garden where all the wicked rest. | |
| In perfection, God put me here to hurt. Severed. | |
| Sing soft until my vision goes completely black. | |
| There' s nothing here for me, I' m not going back. | |
| RippingPullingTearing | |
| ScratchingPullingRipping | |
| Echoes of regret, anger and pain linger in my mind and whisper my name. | |
| All the scars on my skin are all I' m worth. | |
| One for selfishness, One for pride, And hundreds all over for every lie. |
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