| 歌曲 | Another Day To Die |
| 歌手 | Overkill |
| 专辑 | White Devil Armory |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| I sailed my way around the cloudy storm of God | |
| With my addiction to the sky | |
| And I found comfort when I´m talkin´ to myself | |
| I want another day to die | |
| I heard the lonesome whistle | |
| I heard the night bird sing | |
| The coldest breath from darkest friend | |
| And I know what he brings | |
| Here come mister rattle shakin´ bones | |
| He´s a stone cold killer here to take me home | |
| No one know where the cold wind blow | |
| >From the mouth of mister rattle shakin´ bones | |
| I´m out of luck I´m out of time | |
| Stretched out and ******* I´m out of time | |
| Here come mister rattle shakin´ bones | |
| Stone cold killer gonna send me home | |
| Here come mister rattle shakin´ bones | |
| Some might take their chances | |
| For the reaper to pass by | |
| I don´t know that dance I want another day to die | |
| I loaded up the twelve gauge I was barricaded in | |
| He walked right through the ******* wall | |
| Said let the games begin | |
| I am mister rattle shakin´ bones | |
| I´m a stone cold killer here to take you home | |
| No voodoo child no loaded gun | |
| Gonna stop mister shakin´ bones from his fun | |
| I´m out of luck I´m out of time | |
| Stretched out and ******* I´m out of time | |
| Here come mister rattle shakin´ bones | |
| Stone cold killer gonna send me home | |
| Here come mister rattle shakin´ shake shake shake | |
| Some might take their chances | |
| For the reaper to pass by | |
| I don´t know that dance I want another day to die | |
| Some may look to reason when they catch his eye | |
| In the killing season I want another day to die | |
| I beg your pardon mister bones | |
| And ask the question why | |
| There´s still some things I need to do | |
| I want another day to die die die die | |
| There´s a *******tload I´ve got left to do | |
| I want another day to die die die die | |
| So when you do your daily count | |
| And count your bodies high | |
| I beg your pardon mister dead | |
| Count on me another day to die | |
| Don´t stop me now oh I´m much too high | |
| Hey hey hey another day to die another day to die | |
| Hey hey hey another day to die another day to die | |
| Hey hey hey another day to die | |
| I sailed my way around the cloudy storm of God | |
| With my addiction to the sky | |
| And I found comfort when I´m talking to myself | |
| I want another day to die |
| I sailed my way around the cloudy storm of God | |
| With my addiction to the sky | |
| And I found comfort when I m talkin to myself | |
| I want another day to die | |
| I heard the lonesome whistle | |
| I heard the night bird sing | |
| The coldest breath from darkest friend | |
| And I know what he brings | |
| Here come mister rattle shakin bones | |
| He s a stone cold killer here to take me home | |
| No one know where the cold wind blow | |
| From the mouth of mister rattle shakin bones | |
| I m out of luck I m out of time | |
| Stretched out and I m out of time | |
| Here come mister rattle shakin bones | |
| Stone cold killer gonna send me home | |
| Here come mister rattle shakin bones | |
| Some might take their chances | |
| For the reaper to pass by | |
| I don t know that dance I want another day to die | |
| I loaded up the twelve gauge I was barricaded in | |
| He walked right through the wall | |
| Said let the games begin | |
| I am mister rattle shakin bones | |
| I m a stone cold killer here to take you home | |
| No voodoo child no loaded gun | |
| Gonna stop mister shakin bones from his fun | |
| I m out of luck I m out of time | |
| Stretched out and I m out of time | |
| Here come mister rattle shakin bones | |
| Stone cold killer gonna send me home | |
| Here come mister rattle shakin shake shake shake | |
| Some might take their chances | |
| For the reaper to pass by | |
| I don t know that dance I want another day to die | |
| Some may look to reason when they catch his eye | |
| In the killing season I want another day to die | |
| I beg your pardon mister bones | |
| And ask the question why | |
| There s still some things I need to do | |
| I want another day to die die die die | |
| There s a tload I ve got left to do | |
| I want another day to die die die die | |
| So when you do your daily count | |
| And count your bodies high | |
| I beg your pardon mister dead | |
| Count on me another day to die | |
| Don t stop me now oh I m much too high | |
| Hey hey hey another day to die another day to die | |
| Hey hey hey another day to die another day to die | |
| Hey hey hey another day to die | |
| I sailed my way around the cloudy storm of God | |
| With my addiction to the sky | |
| And I found comfort when I m talking to myself | |
| I want another day to die |
| I sailed my way around the cloudy storm of God | |
| With my addiction to the sky | |
| And I found comfort when I m talkin to myself | |
| I want another day to die | |
| I heard the lonesome whistle | |
| I heard the night bird sing | |
| The coldest breath from darkest friend | |
| And I know what he brings | |
| Here come mister rattle shakin bones | |
| He s a stone cold killer here to take me home | |
| No one know where the cold wind blow | |
| From the mouth of mister rattle shakin bones | |
| I m out of luck I m out of time | |
| Stretched out and I m out of time | |
| Here come mister rattle shakin bones | |
| Stone cold killer gonna send me home | |
| Here come mister rattle shakin bones | |
| Some might take their chances | |
| For the reaper to pass by | |
| I don t know that dance I want another day to die | |
| I loaded up the twelve gauge I was barricaded in | |
| He walked right through the wall | |
| Said let the games begin | |
| I am mister rattle shakin bones | |
| I m a stone cold killer here to take you home | |
| No voodoo child no loaded gun | |
| Gonna stop mister shakin bones from his fun | |
| I m out of luck I m out of time | |
| Stretched out and I m out of time | |
| Here come mister rattle shakin bones | |
| Stone cold killer gonna send me home | |
| Here come mister rattle shakin shake shake shake | |
| Some might take their chances | |
| For the reaper to pass by | |
| I don t know that dance I want another day to die | |
| Some may look to reason when they catch his eye | |
| In the killing season I want another day to die | |
| I beg your pardon mister bones | |
| And ask the question why | |
| There s still some things I need to do | |
| I want another day to die die die die | |
| There s a tload I ve got left to do | |
| I want another day to die die die die | |
| So when you do your daily count | |
| And count your bodies high | |
| I beg your pardon mister dead | |
| Count on me another day to die | |
| Don t stop me now oh I m much too high | |
| Hey hey hey another day to die another day to die | |
| Hey hey hey another day to die another day to die | |
| Hey hey hey another day to die | |
| I sailed my way around the cloudy storm of God | |
| With my addiction to the sky | |
| And I found comfort when I m talking to myself | |
| I want another day to die |