Followers 歌词
| 歌曲 | Followers |
| 歌手 | Doctor Flake |
| 专辑 | FLAKE UP |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:10.82] | I'm a Control-freak |
| [00:12.64] | But I can't control my feet. |
| [00:15.38] | Each step leads off the cliff, |
| [00:17.15] | Life is out my grip, I'm a Follower. |
| [00:20.83] | I'm a Control-freak, |
| [00:22.73] | But I can't control my feet. |
| [00:25.48] | Each step leads off the cliff |
| [00:27.25] | I just swallow my pride and follow. |
| [00:29.95] | Everything is melancholy, I've rarely met a jolly |
| [00:32.67] | man that weren't very merry friends with unmeasured folly. |
| [00:34.43] | I'ma try to dodge insanity and keep a lot of honor, |
| [00:37.21] | but love's a fight that could take the peace out the Dalaï Lama. |
| [00:39.91] | Belladonna's synonym of Bella-Donna drama |
| [00:42.64] | when a woman wants a fellow to wear a doggy-collar. |
| [00:45.36] | When a man ain't making an effort and |
| [00:48.12] | he can't express his damn feelings - he raises his F'ing hand. |
| [00:49.92] | He raped her, he left and ran, the ravens ate her corpse |
| [00:52.63] | while unexpressed-maggots squirmed th rough his train of thoughts. |
| [00:55.31] | He could only share them when he squeezed the nine, |
| [00:58.17] | he blew his brains out the back so he could free his mind... |
| [01:08.82] | I'm a Control-freak, |
| [01:13.43] | But I can't control my feet. |
| [01:15.23] | Each step leads off the cliff |
| [01:17.98] | I just swallow my pride and follow. |
| [01:20.65] | Life is real wicked, I'm the pussy the lil' midget |
| [01:23.39] | bullied and pushed around and I've just gotta deal with it. |
| [01:26.14] | 'Til I grab the gat, grab the bullet out the Pocket, |
| [01:27.99] | put it in the barrel, cock it, pull it back and pop it. |
| [01:30.67] | I find relief with a stanza, |
| [01:32.48] | with a banging-beat to release all my anger. |
| [01:34.28] | my girl's been beefing with Leukemia-Cancer, |
| [01:36.10] | the evil enhancer, and I keep begging God for a reasonable answer. |
| [01:40.63] | I can't even reach for her hands, hold her and hug her, |
| [01:43.37] | only hold my head up boldly, coldly hope she'll recover. |
| [01:45.16] | Covered in masks and ugly plastic-gloves |
| [01:47.86] | But nasty blood-cancer can't get pass the love. |
| [01:52.41] | I'm a Control-freak |
| [01:53.34] | But I can't control my feet. |
| [01:55.12] | Each step leads off the cliff, |
| [01:58.87] | Life is out my grip, I'm a Follower. |
| [02:01.51] | I'm a Control-freak, |
| [02:04.25] | But I can't control my feet. |
| [02:06.18] | Each step leads off the cliff |
| [02:07.93] | I just swallow my pride and follow. |
| [02:11.59] | Life's not a bitch, it's the other way round |
| [02:13.35] | When she shouts... we're the ones to stay down. |
| [02:16.06] | We can be beat, torn, battered, tortured, abandonned, |
| [02:18.71] | But we'll always be back like her loyal companion. |
| [02:20.58] | Because life leads, we just follow, |
| [02:23.37] | this sorrow and pain, tomorrow, will probably make me less hollow. |
| [02:26.09] | I'll gain, knowledge, strength and power, settle down and smell the flowers |
| [02:28.71] | while everybody else rows for several hours, |
| [02:31.40] | Sour over nothing... why d'you gotta fight? |
| [02:33.72] | Doggys bite each other for the last word but nobodys right. |
| [02:36.49] | This song is called Life, the mood in the air |
| [02:39.16] | says move to the rythm like it's Musical Chairs... |
| [02:59.12] | I'm a Control-freak |
| [03:03.93] | But I can't control my feet. |
| [03:07.35] | Each step leads off the cliff, |
| [03:09.10] | Life is out my grip, I'm a Follower. |
| [03:11.71] | I'm a Control-freak, |
| [03:14.54] | But I can't control my feet. |
| [03:17.30] | Each step leads off the cliff |
| [03:19.14] | I just swallow my pride and follow. |
| [03:21.82] |
| [00:10.82] | I' m a Control-freak |
| [00:12.64] | But I can' t control my feet. |
| [00:15.38] | Each step leads off the cliff, |
| [00:17.15] | Life is out my grip, I' m a Follower. |
| [00:20.83] | I' m a Control-freak, |
| [00:22.73] | But I can' t control my feet. |
| [00:25.48] | Each step leads off the cliff |
| [00:27.25] | I just swallow my pride and follow. |
| [00:29.95] | Everything is melancholy, I' ve rarely met a jolly |
| [00:32.67] | man that weren' t very merry friends with unmeasured folly. |
| [00:34.43] | I' ma try to dodge insanity and keep a lot of honor, |
| [00:37.21] | but love' s a fight that could take the peace out the Dala Lama. |
| [00:39.91] | Belladonna' s synonym of Bella-Donna drama |
| [00:42.64] | when a woman wants a fellow to wear a doggy-collar. |
| [00:45.36] | When a man ain' t making an effort and |
| [00:48.12] | he can' t express his damn feelings - he raises his F' ing hand. |
| [00:49.92] | He raped her, he left and ran, the ravens ate her corpse |
| [00:52.63] | while unexpressed-maggots squirmed th rough his train of thoughts. |
| [00:55.31] | He could only share them when he squeezed the nine, |
| [00:58.17] | he blew his brains out the back so he could free his mind. . . |
| [01:08.82] | I' m a Control-freak, |
| [01:13.43] | But I can' t control my feet. |
| [01:15.23] | Each step leads off the cliff |
| [01:17.98] | I just swallow my pride and follow. |
| [01:20.65] | Life is real wicked, I' m the pussy the lil' midget |
| [01:23.39] | bullied and pushed around and I' ve just gotta deal with it. |
| [01:26.14] | ' Til I grab the gat, grab the bullet out the Pocket, |
| [01:27.99] | put it in the barrel, cock it, pull it back and pop it. |
| [01:30.67] | I find relief with a stanza, |
| [01:32.48] | with a banging-beat to release all my anger. |
| [01:34.28] | my girl' s been beefing with Leukemia-Cancer, |
| [01:36.10] | the evil enhancer, and I keep begging God for a reasonable answer. |
| [01:40.63] | I can' t even reach for her hands, hold her and hug her, |
| [01:43.37] | only hold my head up boldly, coldly hope she' ll recover. |
| [01:45.16] | Covered in masks and ugly plastic-gloves |
| [01:47.86] | But nasty blood-cancer can' t get pass the love. |
| [01:52.41] | I' m a Control-freak |
| [01:53.34] | But I can' t control my feet. |
| [01:55.12] | Each step leads off the cliff, |
| [01:58.87] | Life is out my grip, I' m a Follower. |
| [02:01.51] | I' m a Control-freak, |
| [02:04.25] | But I can' t control my feet. |
| [02:06.18] | Each step leads off the cliff |
| [02:07.93] | I just swallow my pride and follow. |
| [02:11.59] | Life' s not a bitch, it' s the other way round |
| [02:13.35] | When she shouts. . . we' re the ones to stay down. |
| [02:16.06] | We can be beat, torn, battered, tortured, abandonned, |
| [02:18.71] | But we' ll always be back like her loyal companion. |
| [02:20.58] | Because life leads, we just follow, |
| [02:23.37] | this sorrow and pain, tomorrow, will probably make me less hollow. |
| [02:26.09] | I' ll gain, knowledge, strength and power, settle down and smell the flowers |
| [02:28.71] | while everybody else rows for several hours, |
| [02:31.40] | Sour over nothing. . . why d' you gotta fight? |
| [02:33.72] | Doggys bite each other for the last word but nobodys right. |
| [02:36.49] | This song is called Life, the mood in the air |
| [02:39.16] | says move to the rythm like it' s Musical Chairs. . . |
| [02:59.12] | I' m a Control-freak |
| [03:03.93] | But I can' t control my feet. |
| [03:07.35] | Each step leads off the cliff, |
| [03:09.10] | Life is out my grip, I' m a Follower. |
| [03:11.71] | I' m a Control-freak, |
| [03:14.54] | But I can' t control my feet. |
| [03:17.30] | Each step leads off the cliff |
| [03:19.14] | I just swallow my pride and follow. |
| [03:21.82] |
| [00:10.82] | I' m a Control-freak |
| [00:12.64] | But I can' t control my feet. |
| [00:15.38] | Each step leads off the cliff, |
| [00:17.15] | Life is out my grip, I' m a Follower. |
| [00:20.83] | I' m a Control-freak, |
| [00:22.73] | But I can' t control my feet. |
| [00:25.48] | Each step leads off the cliff |
| [00:27.25] | I just swallow my pride and follow. |
| [00:29.95] | Everything is melancholy, I' ve rarely met a jolly |
| [00:32.67] | man that weren' t very merry friends with unmeasured folly. |
| [00:34.43] | I' ma try to dodge insanity and keep a lot of honor, |
| [00:37.21] | but love' s a fight that could take the peace out the Dala Lama. |
| [00:39.91] | Belladonna' s synonym of Bella-Donna drama |
| [00:42.64] | when a woman wants a fellow to wear a doggy-collar. |
| [00:45.36] | When a man ain' t making an effort and |
| [00:48.12] | he can' t express his damn feelings - he raises his F' ing hand. |
| [00:49.92] | He raped her, he left and ran, the ravens ate her corpse |
| [00:52.63] | while unexpressed-maggots squirmed th rough his train of thoughts. |
| [00:55.31] | He could only share them when he squeezed the nine, |
| [00:58.17] | he blew his brains out the back so he could free his mind. . . |
| [01:08.82] | I' m a Control-freak, |
| [01:13.43] | But I can' t control my feet. |
| [01:15.23] | Each step leads off the cliff |
| [01:17.98] | I just swallow my pride and follow. |
| [01:20.65] | Life is real wicked, I' m the pussy the lil' midget |
| [01:23.39] | bullied and pushed around and I' ve just gotta deal with it. |
| [01:26.14] | ' Til I grab the gat, grab the bullet out the Pocket, |
| [01:27.99] | put it in the barrel, cock it, pull it back and pop it. |
| [01:30.67] | I find relief with a stanza, |
| [01:32.48] | with a banging-beat to release all my anger. |
| [01:34.28] | my girl' s been beefing with Leukemia-Cancer, |
| [01:36.10] | the evil enhancer, and I keep begging God for a reasonable answer. |
| [01:40.63] | I can' t even reach for her hands, hold her and hug her, |
| [01:43.37] | only hold my head up boldly, coldly hope she' ll recover. |
| [01:45.16] | Covered in masks and ugly plastic-gloves |
| [01:47.86] | But nasty blood-cancer can' t get pass the love. |
| [01:52.41] | I' m a Control-freak |
| [01:53.34] | But I can' t control my feet. |
| [01:55.12] | Each step leads off the cliff, |
| [01:58.87] | Life is out my grip, I' m a Follower. |
| [02:01.51] | I' m a Control-freak, |
| [02:04.25] | But I can' t control my feet. |
| [02:06.18] | Each step leads off the cliff |
| [02:07.93] | I just swallow my pride and follow. |
| [02:11.59] | Life' s not a bitch, it' s the other way round |
| [02:13.35] | When she shouts. . . we' re the ones to stay down. |
| [02:16.06] | We can be beat, torn, battered, tortured, abandonned, |
| [02:18.71] | But we' ll always be back like her loyal companion. |
| [02:20.58] | Because life leads, we just follow, |
| [02:23.37] | this sorrow and pain, tomorrow, will probably make me less hollow. |
| [02:26.09] | I' ll gain, knowledge, strength and power, settle down and smell the flowers |
| [02:28.71] | while everybody else rows for several hours, |
| [02:31.40] | Sour over nothing. . . why d' you gotta fight? |
| [02:33.72] | Doggys bite each other for the last word but nobodys right. |
| [02:36.49] | This song is called Life, the mood in the air |
| [02:39.16] | says move to the rythm like it' s Musical Chairs. . . |
| [02:59.12] | I' m a Control-freak |
| [03:03.93] | But I can' t control my feet. |
| [03:07.35] | Each step leads off the cliff, |
| [03:09.10] | Life is out my grip, I' m a Follower. |
| [03:11.71] | I' m a Control-freak, |
| [03:14.54] | But I can' t control my feet. |
| [03:17.30] | Each step leads off the cliff |
| [03:19.14] | I just swallow my pride and follow. |
| [03:21.82] |
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