歌曲 | Just Wanted to Make Mother Proud |
歌手 | Maylene and the Sons of Disaster |
专辑 | Maylene and the Sons of Disaster |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Cornutt, Taylor | |
I couldn't catch my breath laying there. | |
Fading in and out and I can remember mother telling me, | |
"Home is where the heart is," but my heart has long been black. | |
Coming to the end of my road, but I never wanted it like this, not like this. | |
Looking over there lay mother and louder and louder I screamed her name, | |
But she wouldn't say anything. | |
This was all too familiar, but I've never been on this side of things. | |
Memories of my brothers racing through my mind, and soon I know we'll all be together again. | |
The sound of gun fire so loud and rapid, but it seems to be so quiet around me. | |
And out of nowhere I feel peace cover me. | |
I reach down and reload my ticket home. | |
The taste of cold steel on my lips, and a second later silence fills the January air. | |
They carried us off and laid us in the city to let the public see of our defeat | |
But we still live on, we live on. | |
Years may pass but the story will be told of Mother Maylene and us her sons of disaster. |
zuo qu : Cornutt, Taylor | |
I couldn' t catch my breath laying there. | |
Fading in and out and I can remember mother telling me, | |
" Home is where the heart is," but my heart has long been black. | |
Coming to the end of my road, but I never wanted it like this, not like this. | |
Looking over there lay mother and louder and louder I screamed her name, | |
But she wouldn' t say anything. | |
This was all too familiar, but I' ve never been on this side of things. | |
Memories of my brothers racing through my mind, and soon I know we' ll all be together again. | |
The sound of gun fire so loud and rapid, but it seems to be so quiet around me. | |
And out of nowhere I feel peace cover me. | |
I reach down and reload my ticket home. | |
The taste of cold steel on my lips, and a second later silence fills the January air. | |
They carried us off and laid us in the city to let the public see of our defeat | |
But we still live on, we live on. | |
Years may pass but the story will be told of Mother Maylene and us her sons of disaster. |
zuò qǔ : Cornutt, Taylor | |
I couldn' t catch my breath laying there. | |
Fading in and out and I can remember mother telling me, | |
" Home is where the heart is," but my heart has long been black. | |
Coming to the end of my road, but I never wanted it like this, not like this. | |
Looking over there lay mother and louder and louder I screamed her name, | |
But she wouldn' t say anything. | |
This was all too familiar, but I' ve never been on this side of things. | |
Memories of my brothers racing through my mind, and soon I know we' ll all be together again. | |
The sound of gun fire so loud and rapid, but it seems to be so quiet around me. | |
And out of nowhere I feel peace cover me. | |
I reach down and reload my ticket home. | |
The taste of cold steel on my lips, and a second later silence fills the January air. | |
They carried us off and laid us in the city to let the public see of our defeat | |
But we still live on, we live on. | |
Years may pass but the story will be told of Mother Maylene and us her sons of disaster. |