歌曲 | Dismantled King Is Off the Throne |
歌手 | Felt |
专辑 | The Strange Idols Pattern and Other Short Stories |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Deebank, Lawrence | |
I was feeling desperate | |
Unable to decide | |
Between a life of misery | |
Or awful suicide | |
Then it came to rest by me | |
Like a cross that's hard to bear | |
Put death in my hands | |
And I will play with it for sure | |
Dismantled king is off the throne | |
There's nothing left | |
If you stand on your head too long | |
Then you'll just run out of breath | |
You're trying hard | |
But that's too bad | |
Because your voice is always sad | |
I was feeling out of touch | |
Unable to control | |
My mind was like a theatre | |
It was playing ten different roles | |
And I believed all the locked-up people | |
Held the key to the world | |
A land of heads in chained-in boxes | |
Just trying to be heard |
zuo ci : Deebank, Lawrence | |
I was feeling desperate | |
Unable to decide | |
Between a life of misery | |
Or awful suicide | |
Then it came to rest by me | |
Like a cross that' s hard to bear | |
Put death in my hands | |
And I will play with it for sure | |
Dismantled king is off the throne | |
There' s nothing left | |
If you stand on your head too long | |
Then you' ll just run out of breath | |
You' re trying hard | |
But that' s too bad | |
Because your voice is always sad | |
I was feeling out of touch | |
Unable to control | |
My mind was like a theatre | |
It was playing ten different roles | |
And I believed all the lockedup people | |
Held the key to the world | |
A land of heads in chainedin boxes | |
Just trying to be heard |
zuò cí : Deebank, Lawrence | |
I was feeling desperate | |
Unable to decide | |
Between a life of misery | |
Or awful suicide | |
Then it came to rest by me | |
Like a cross that' s hard to bear | |
Put death in my hands | |
And I will play with it for sure | |
Dismantled king is off the throne | |
There' s nothing left | |
If you stand on your head too long | |
Then you' ll just run out of breath | |
You' re trying hard | |
But that' s too bad | |
Because your voice is always sad | |
I was feeling out of touch | |
Unable to control | |
My mind was like a theatre | |
It was playing ten different roles | |
And I believed all the lockedup people | |
Held the key to the world | |
A land of heads in chainedin boxes | |
Just trying to be heard |