歌曲 | Voices at 4 A.M. |
歌手 | Rabia Sorda |
专辑 | The Art Of Killing Silence |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Aicrag | |
Hurt yourself before it's time to wake up | |
Don't let the bitches tell you what you've got | |
Behind your back the tongues can't stop to speak | |
They keep repeating that your mind's just sick | |
Seven virgins come and walk here by your side | |
You've got this feeling that corrodes you from insideand you beat up compulsively again your head | |
Trying to stop the noise in your brain | |
Piss off now! | |
Go!Go to Hell! | |
Go!Walk away! | |
Go!And go to | |
Hell!Never trust a stranger you were told | |
So you look out of the window with your gun | |
The porno film keeps playing in your room's background | |
Back and forth as you want it to stop | |
And the mirror breaks in pieces your pervert past | |
Your frustrations march now as you turn to dust | |
And you beat up compulsively again your head | |
Trying to stop the noise in your brain | |
Piss off now! | |
Go!Go to Hell! | |
Go!Walk away! | |
Go!And go to | |
Hell!Mad voices ride the air up and down | |
The voices tell you all you ignore | |
Knife's and blades arise and dance only for you | |
Are you sure you want to know the truth? | |
Piss off now! | |
Go!Go to Hell! | |
Go!Walk away! | |
Go!And go to | |
Hell! |
zuo qu : Aicrag | |
Hurt yourself before it' s time to wake up | |
Don' t let the bitches tell you what you' ve got | |
Behind your back the tongues can' t stop to speak | |
They keep repeating that your mind' s just sick | |
Seven virgins come and walk here by your side | |
You' ve got this feeling that corrodes you from insideand you beat up compulsively again your head | |
Trying to stop the noise in your brain | |
Piss off now! | |
Go! Go to Hell! | |
Go! Walk away! | |
Go! And go to | |
Hell! Never trust a stranger you were told | |
So you look out of the window with your gun | |
The porno film keeps playing in your room' s background | |
Back and forth as you want it to stop | |
And the mirror breaks in pieces your pervert past | |
Your frustrations march now as you turn to dust | |
And you beat up compulsively again your head | |
Trying to stop the noise in your brain | |
Piss off now! | |
Go! Go to Hell! | |
Go! Walk away! | |
Go! And go to | |
Hell! Mad voices ride the air up and down | |
The voices tell you all you ignore | |
Knife' s and blades arise and dance only for you | |
Are you sure you want to know the truth? | |
Piss off now! | |
Go! Go to Hell! | |
Go! Walk away! | |
Go! And go to | |
Hell! |
zuò qǔ : Aicrag | |
Hurt yourself before it' s time to wake up | |
Don' t let the bitches tell you what you' ve got | |
Behind your back the tongues can' t stop to speak | |
They keep repeating that your mind' s just sick | |
Seven virgins come and walk here by your side | |
You' ve got this feeling that corrodes you from insideand you beat up compulsively again your head | |
Trying to stop the noise in your brain | |
Piss off now! | |
Go! Go to Hell! | |
Go! Walk away! | |
Go! And go to | |
Hell! Never trust a stranger you were told | |
So you look out of the window with your gun | |
The porno film keeps playing in your room' s background | |
Back and forth as you want it to stop | |
And the mirror breaks in pieces your pervert past | |
Your frustrations march now as you turn to dust | |
And you beat up compulsively again your head | |
Trying to stop the noise in your brain | |
Piss off now! | |
Go! Go to Hell! | |
Go! Walk away! | |
Go! And go to | |
Hell! Mad voices ride the air up and down | |
The voices tell you all you ignore | |
Knife' s and blades arise and dance only for you | |
Are you sure you want to know the truth? | |
Piss off now! | |
Go! Go to Hell! | |
Go! Walk away! | |
Go! And go to | |
Hell! |