歌曲 | Sing |
歌手 | Animal Anthem |
专辑 | Bones |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : 이승진 | |
作词 : 이승진 | |
Sing for stagnation | |
sing for the cursed | |
sing for the words | |
sing to show them you hurt | |
fade with the seasons | |
flee from the dawn | |
suffer your weakness | |
envy the strong | |
gorge on shadows | |
both fists full of mud | |
throat raw with pleading | |
eyes shot with blood | |
carved hollow by lies | |
forsaken and cold | |
your dreams turn stale | |
as you grow old | |
complacent children | |
wards of wasted breath | |
when you come to your senses | |
there won’t be anything left | |
they’re waitingin windowless rooms | |
so sure of a purpose | |
but no one’s coming not for you | |
Frail ghost arms raised | |
against a tempest of meaningless days | |
dead eyes lose sight | |
of the angels that guided your way | |
frail ghost not me | |
watch your colors fade | |
watch your world turns gray | |
time wrenches time tears | |
time steals time steals | |
time steals your hope away | |
time wrenches time tears | |
time steals your hope away | |
time wrenches time tears | |
time steals your hope away | |
time wrenches time tears | |
time steals your hope away | |
time wrenches time tears | |
time steals your hope away | |
frail hands call lightning down | |
frail tongues let fury sound | |
don’t let your life escape | |
don’t let your world turn gray | |
complacent children | |
don’t waste your | |
breath | |
my god won’t you come to your senses | |
my god take back what’s left | |
tear down windowless rooms | |
drown out all their lies | |
we will remember our worth | |
and open blood shot | |
eyes red no sleep raise glass | |
tear flesh break bone | |
drag yourself home | |
sing for the cursed | |
sing for the cursed | |
sing for the cursed | |
sing for the cursed |
zuo qu : | |
zuo ci : | |
Sing for stagnation | |
sing for the cursed | |
sing for the words | |
sing to show them you hurt | |
fade with the seasons | |
flee from the dawn | |
suffer your weakness | |
envy the strong | |
gorge on shadows | |
both fists full of mud | |
throat raw with pleading | |
eyes shot with blood | |
carved hollow by lies | |
forsaken and cold | |
your dreams turn stale | |
as you grow old | |
complacent children | |
wards of wasted breath | |
when you come to your senses | |
there won' t be anything left | |
they' re waitingin windowless rooms | |
so sure of a purpose | |
but no one' s coming not for you | |
Frail ghost arms raised | |
against a tempest of meaningless days | |
dead eyes lose sight | |
of the angels that guided your way | |
frail ghost not me | |
watch your colors fade | |
watch your world turns gray | |
time wrenches time tears | |
time steals time steals | |
time steals your hope away | |
time wrenches time tears | |
time steals your hope away | |
time wrenches time tears | |
time steals your hope away | |
time wrenches time tears | |
time steals your hope away | |
time wrenches time tears | |
time steals your hope away | |
frail hands call lightning down | |
frail tongues let fury sound | |
don' t let your life escape | |
don' t let your world turn gray | |
complacent children | |
don' t waste your | |
breath | |
my god won' t you come to your senses | |
my god take back what' s left | |
tear down windowless rooms | |
drown out all their lies | |
we will remember our worth | |
and open blood shot | |
eyes red no sleep raise glass | |
tear flesh break bone | |
drag yourself home | |
sing for the cursed | |
sing for the cursed | |
sing for the cursed | |
sing for the cursed |
zuò qǔ : | |
zuò cí : | |
Sing for stagnation | |
sing for the cursed | |
sing for the words | |
sing to show them you hurt | |
fade with the seasons | |
flee from the dawn | |
suffer your weakness | |
envy the strong | |
gorge on shadows | |
both fists full of mud | |
throat raw with pleading | |
eyes shot with blood | |
carved hollow by lies | |
forsaken and cold | |
your dreams turn stale | |
as you grow old | |
complacent children | |
wards of wasted breath | |
when you come to your senses | |
there won' t be anything left | |
they' re waitingin windowless rooms | |
so sure of a purpose | |
but no one' s coming not for you | |
Frail ghost arms raised | |
against a tempest of meaningless days | |
dead eyes lose sight | |
of the angels that guided your way | |
frail ghost not me | |
watch your colors fade | |
watch your world turns gray | |
time wrenches time tears | |
time steals time steals | |
time steals your hope away | |
time wrenches time tears | |
time steals your hope away | |
time wrenches time tears | |
time steals your hope away | |
time wrenches time tears | |
time steals your hope away | |
time wrenches time tears | |
time steals your hope away | |
frail hands call lightning down | |
frail tongues let fury sound | |
don' t let your life escape | |
don' t let your world turn gray | |
complacent children | |
don' t waste your | |
breath | |
my god won' t you come to your senses | |
my god take back what' s left | |
tear down windowless rooms | |
drown out all their lies | |
we will remember our worth | |
and open blood shot | |
eyes red no sleep raise glass | |
tear flesh break bone | |
drag yourself home | |
sing for the cursed | |
sing for the cursed | |
sing for the cursed | |
sing for the cursed |