歌曲 | Trophies of Violence |
歌手 | While She Sleeps |
专辑 | Brainwashed |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
3 years gone | |
I’m still searching for the future of the broken young | |
This isn’t living it’s surviving without hope | |
(Hold on) | |
Protect everything that you love and know | |
We are all victims of our own evolution | |
We suffer together but we all die alone | |
We shame our nation while it’s on its knees | |
Stretched to breaking point with new disease | |
Won’t you sing this with me? | |
We’ve strayed too far to be saved | |
I’ve been told | |
The fastest growing sickness lives inside of me | |
Cut or suffer beg or differ | |
Can’t you see? | |
It’s in the minds of the weak who think they’re better than the shit we’re living in | |
Black our eyes | |
Take our tongues | |
We’re paying for the way shit should’ve been done | |
(Fuck it) | |
We’re paying for the way shit should’ve been done | |
And still we beg | |
But still we beg | |
With our head in our hands | |
To a myth with a message but no escape plan | |
Suffering show us what we should’ve done | |
We’re overdosed, we’re overrun | |
Our pride our triumph | |
Trophies of violence | |
Always deceived by a false allegiance | |
To feed the ones that give in | |
Tear down our idols | |
Trophies of the violence | |
We’re back to set the record straight | |
We’re rage romantic and we’re full of hatred | |
Some inspiration right now would suffice | |
This whole world’s dreaming of a better fucking life | |
Thirsty parasites | |
We’re dead behind the eyes | |
Of mindless genocide | |
Cannot stomach our vile pride | |
It tastes like shit | |
But most of us don’t care | |
And the rest will never hear this | |
The flatline criticals | |
We clot the bleed and cauterise just to get by | |
Predisposed and true to form we rape the world of all it holds | |
We gut the earth of all it has | |
Call it hell when it can’t give back | |
We are a living abortion | |
A vile creation | |
But let's make the best of a bad situation | |
Let's make the best of a bad situation | |
Black our eyes | |
Take our tongues | |
We’re paying for the way shit should’ve been done | |
(Fuck it) | |
We’re paying for the way shit should’ve been done | |
(You think we’re nothing like these creatures) | |
Suffering show us what we should’ve done | |
We’re overdosed, we’re overrun | |
Our pride our triumph | |
Trophies of violence | |
Always deceived by a false allegiance | |
To feed the ones that give in | |
Tear down our idols | |
Trophies of the violence | |
But it’s not the end of the world…yet |
3 years gone | |
I' m still searching for the future of the broken young | |
This isn' t living it' s surviving without hope | |
Hold on | |
Protect everything that you love and know | |
We are all victims of our own evolution | |
We suffer together but we all die alone | |
We shame our nation while it' s on its knees | |
Stretched to breaking point with new disease | |
Won' t you sing this with me? | |
We' ve strayed too far to be saved | |
I' ve been told | |
The fastest growing sickness lives inside of me | |
Cut or suffer beg or differ | |
Can' t you see? | |
It' s in the minds of the weak who think they' re better than the shit we' re living in | |
Black our eyes | |
Take our tongues | |
We' re paying for the way shit should' ve been done | |
Fuck it | |
We' re paying for the way shit should' ve been done | |
And still we beg | |
But still we beg | |
With our head in our hands | |
To a myth with a message but no escape plan | |
Suffering show us what we should' ve done | |
We' re overdosed, we' re overrun | |
Our pride our triumph | |
Trophies of violence | |
Always deceived by a false allegiance | |
To feed the ones that give in | |
Tear down our idols | |
Trophies of the violence | |
We' re back to set the record straight | |
We' re rage romantic and we' re full of hatred | |
Some inspiration right now would suffice | |
This whole world' s dreaming of a better fucking life | |
Thirsty parasites | |
We' re dead behind the eyes | |
Of mindless genocide | |
Cannot stomach our vile pride | |
It tastes like shit | |
But most of us don' t care | |
And the rest will never hear this | |
The flatline criticals | |
We clot the bleed and cauterise just to get by | |
Predisposed and true to form we rape the world of all it holds | |
We gut the earth of all it has | |
Call it hell when it can' t give back | |
We are a living abortion | |
A vile creation | |
But let' s make the best of a bad situation | |
Let' s make the best of a bad situation | |
Black our eyes | |
Take our tongues | |
We' re paying for the way shit should' ve been done | |
Fuck it | |
We' re paying for the way shit should' ve been done | |
You think we' re nothing like these creatures | |
Suffering show us what we should' ve done | |
We' re overdosed, we' re overrun | |
Our pride our triumph | |
Trophies of violence | |
Always deceived by a false allegiance | |
To feed the ones that give in | |
Tear down our idols | |
Trophies of the violence | |
But it' s not the end of the world yet |
3 years gone | |
I' m still searching for the future of the broken young | |
This isn' t living it' s surviving without hope | |
Hold on | |
Protect everything that you love and know | |
We are all victims of our own evolution | |
We suffer together but we all die alone | |
We shame our nation while it' s on its knees | |
Stretched to breaking point with new disease | |
Won' t you sing this with me? | |
We' ve strayed too far to be saved | |
I' ve been told | |
The fastest growing sickness lives inside of me | |
Cut or suffer beg or differ | |
Can' t you see? | |
It' s in the minds of the weak who think they' re better than the shit we' re living in | |
Black our eyes | |
Take our tongues | |
We' re paying for the way shit should' ve been done | |
Fuck it | |
We' re paying for the way shit should' ve been done | |
And still we beg | |
But still we beg | |
With our head in our hands | |
To a myth with a message but no escape plan | |
Suffering show us what we should' ve done | |
We' re overdosed, we' re overrun | |
Our pride our triumph | |
Trophies of violence | |
Always deceived by a false allegiance | |
To feed the ones that give in | |
Tear down our idols | |
Trophies of the violence | |
We' re back to set the record straight | |
We' re rage romantic and we' re full of hatred | |
Some inspiration right now would suffice | |
This whole world' s dreaming of a better fucking life | |
Thirsty parasites | |
We' re dead behind the eyes | |
Of mindless genocide | |
Cannot stomach our vile pride | |
It tastes like shit | |
But most of us don' t care | |
And the rest will never hear this | |
The flatline criticals | |
We clot the bleed and cauterise just to get by | |
Predisposed and true to form we rape the world of all it holds | |
We gut the earth of all it has | |
Call it hell when it can' t give back | |
We are a living abortion | |
A vile creation | |
But let' s make the best of a bad situation | |
Let' s make the best of a bad situation | |
Black our eyes | |
Take our tongues | |
We' re paying for the way shit should' ve been done | |
Fuck it | |
We' re paying for the way shit should' ve been done | |
You think we' re nothing like these creatures | |
Suffering show us what we should' ve done | |
We' re overdosed, we' re overrun | |
Our pride our triumph | |
Trophies of violence | |
Always deceived by a false allegiance | |
To feed the ones that give in | |
Tear down our idols | |
Trophies of the violence | |
But it' s not the end of the world yet |