The Crowing 歌词
| 歌曲 | The Crowing |
| 歌手 | Coheed and Cambria |
| 专辑 | In Keeping Secrets of Silent Earth: 3 |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Coheed & Cambria | |
| I fed the clues of a lost day killed in motion | |
| But I thought out it so like there's no other way it could of been done | |
| Will they size my fit for a puzzle I wish not to play part in it? | |
| A heart stained in hate, a feeling I fear will play circles | |
| But you, you were my favorite | |
| But you, you know, you were my favorite | |
| I've severed my ties to shroud this body under the streets of this city | |
| And wait for the day when I am summoned to walk across the face | |
| Well slowly but clearer now in visions that play and plague memories | |
| I love them with all as a son should to mother and father | |
| But you, you were my favorite | |
| But you, you know, you were my favorite | |
| Would I walk through the door, | |
| Shedding the light of all life? | |
| With the rise and reform, | |
| Would I come as before? | |
| Pray you're not the only one | |
| Pray you're not the only... | |
| If given mistakes would I take them back? | |
| If erasing them could | |
| If erasing them would | |
| But would they be the words that I would say? | |
| Your face and a door between | |
| I've parted three ways | |
| For you, the Newo that I loved | |
| Did you ever really know before, my face shamed to break? | |
| Did you ever really know before, my mind scared to think? | |
| Did you ever really know before, my name son to these? | |
| Did you, did you, did you come clean, in the end from the start? | |
| Dear Ambelina, the Prise wishes you to watch over me | |
| Dear Ambelina, the Prise wishes all to watch over me | |
| I fought the decisions that called and lost | |
| My mark has a relevant piece in this | |
| I will come reformed | |
| In short for the murders of those I court | |
| I bless the hour that holds your fall | |
| I will kill you all | |
| I will call you (I will cross you out) | |
| Out from shelter | |
| Burn your wings, | |
| You'll know no better (Burn your wings) | |
| I will call you (I will cross you out) | |
| Out from shelter | |
| Burn your wings | |
| And learn their letters (Burn your wings) | |
| I will call you (Dear Ambelina,) | |
| Out from shelter (The Prise wishes you) | |
| Burn your wings (To watch over me) | |
| You'll know no better. (Burn your wings) | |
| I will call you (Dear Ambellina,) (I will cross you out) | |
| Out from shelter | |
| Burn your wings (To watch over me) | |
| And learn their letters (Burn your wings) | |
| I will call you (Dear Ambellina) | |
| Out from shelter (The Prise wishes you) | |
| Burn your wings (To watch over me) |
| zuo qu : Coheed Cambria | |
| I fed the clues of a lost day killed in motion | |
| But I thought out it so like there' s no other way it could of been done | |
| Will they size my fit for a puzzle I wish not to play part in it? | |
| A heart stained in hate, a feeling I fear will play circles | |
| But you, you were my favorite | |
| But you, you know, you were my favorite | |
| I' ve severed my ties to shroud this body under the streets of this city | |
| And wait for the day when I am summoned to walk across the face | |
| Well slowly but clearer now in visions that play and plague memories | |
| I love them with all as a son should to mother and father | |
| But you, you were my favorite | |
| But you, you know, you were my favorite | |
| Would I walk through the door, | |
| Shedding the light of all life? | |
| With the rise and reform, | |
| Would I come as before? | |
| Pray you' re not the only one | |
| Pray you' re not the only... | |
| If given mistakes would I take them back? | |
| If erasing them could | |
| If erasing them would | |
| But would they be the words that I would say? | |
| Your face and a door between | |
| I' ve parted three ways | |
| For you, the Newo that I loved | |
| Did you ever really know before, my face shamed to break? | |
| Did you ever really know before, my mind scared to think? | |
| Did you ever really know before, my name son to these? | |
| Did you, did you, did you come clean, in the end from the start? | |
| Dear Ambelina, the Prise wishes you to watch over me | |
| Dear Ambelina, the Prise wishes all to watch over me | |
| I fought the decisions that called and lost | |
| My mark has a relevant piece in this | |
| I will come reformed | |
| In short for the murders of those I court | |
| I bless the hour that holds your fall | |
| I will kill you all | |
| I will call you I will cross you out | |
| Out from shelter | |
| Burn your wings, | |
| You' ll know no better Burn your wings | |
| I will call you I will cross you out | |
| Out from shelter | |
| Burn your wings | |
| And learn their letters Burn your wings | |
| I will call you Dear Ambelina, | |
| Out from shelter The Prise wishes you | |
| Burn your wings To watch over me | |
| You' ll know no better. Burn your wings | |
| I will call you Dear Ambellina, I will cross you out | |
| Out from shelter | |
| Burn your wings To watch over me | |
| And learn their letters Burn your wings | |
| I will call you Dear Ambellina | |
| Out from shelter The Prise wishes you | |
| Burn your wings To watch over me |
| zuò qǔ : Coheed Cambria | |
| I fed the clues of a lost day killed in motion | |
| But I thought out it so like there' s no other way it could of been done | |
| Will they size my fit for a puzzle I wish not to play part in it? | |
| A heart stained in hate, a feeling I fear will play circles | |
| But you, you were my favorite | |
| But you, you know, you were my favorite | |
| I' ve severed my ties to shroud this body under the streets of this city | |
| And wait for the day when I am summoned to walk across the face | |
| Well slowly but clearer now in visions that play and plague memories | |
| I love them with all as a son should to mother and father | |
| But you, you were my favorite | |
| But you, you know, you were my favorite | |
| Would I walk through the door, | |
| Shedding the light of all life? | |
| With the rise and reform, | |
| Would I come as before? | |
| Pray you' re not the only one | |
| Pray you' re not the only... | |
| If given mistakes would I take them back? | |
| If erasing them could | |
| If erasing them would | |
| But would they be the words that I would say? | |
| Your face and a door between | |
| I' ve parted three ways | |
| For you, the Newo that I loved | |
| Did you ever really know before, my face shamed to break? | |
| Did you ever really know before, my mind scared to think? | |
| Did you ever really know before, my name son to these? | |
| Did you, did you, did you come clean, in the end from the start? | |
| Dear Ambelina, the Prise wishes you to watch over me | |
| Dear Ambelina, the Prise wishes all to watch over me | |
| I fought the decisions that called and lost | |
| My mark has a relevant piece in this | |
| I will come reformed | |
| In short for the murders of those I court | |
| I bless the hour that holds your fall | |
| I will kill you all | |
| I will call you I will cross you out | |
| Out from shelter | |
| Burn your wings, | |
| You' ll know no better Burn your wings | |
| I will call you I will cross you out | |
| Out from shelter | |
| Burn your wings | |
| And learn their letters Burn your wings | |
| I will call you Dear Ambelina, | |
| Out from shelter The Prise wishes you | |
| Burn your wings To watch over me | |
| You' ll know no better. Burn your wings | |
| I will call you Dear Ambellina, I will cross you out | |
| Out from shelter | |
| Burn your wings To watch over me | |
| And learn their letters Burn your wings | |
| I will call you Dear Ambellina | |
| Out from shelter The Prise wishes you | |
| Burn your wings To watch over me |
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