| Song | Cheese Wheel |
| Artist | Factory 81 |
| Album | Mankind |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Factory 81, Wallace | |
| I can see, | |
| I'm, not free. | |
| I, believe, in no one, but me. | |
| All eyes, on me. | |
| Pointing, at me. | |
| Falling, you see. | |
| Your words, deceive. | |
| Chorus: And | |
| I say what | |
| I want to say, | |
| Doesn't matter what you think, | |
| Cause is still live this way. | |
| And then you come into my life, | |
| Stick me in the back with your knife. | |
| And now as | |
| I look at you, | |
| All these things that you would put me through. | |
| I won't let you look away. | |
| Won't you fucking watch me bleed? | |
| I, can see. | |
| I'm, not free. | |
| I, believe in no one but me. | |
| Why dont you take a look at your life for awhile, | |
| And you see yourself, you're just like a child. | |
| Preach about the things you've never seen, | |
| Ignoring all the things that you're supposed to see. | |
| While you watch your watch as time wastes away, | |
| And you feel the need to feed on others pain. | |
| Brag about the things but you fucking tried, | |
| Brag about the things but you fucking lied. | |
| You're a slave! | |
| You're just a slave! (x3) | |
| You're just a, | |
| You're just a, | |
| Slave! You're just a slave! (x2) | |
| Slave. Now you take a look at your life once again, | |
| And you see the fuckers supposed to be your friends. | |
| Brag about the things but you fucking tried, | |
| Now you brag about the things but you fucking lied. | |
| Now you sell your soul, | |
| You sell your life away kid. | |
| You sign your name. | |
| And you even sell your pain. | |
| Brag about the things but you fucking tried, | |
| You brag about the things but you fucking lied. | |
| Chorus. I say what | |
| I want, Doesn't matter what you think, what you got. | |
| And all, that you do to me, | |
| All these things that | |
| I could never see. | |
| And now as | |
| I walk away, | |
| All these things that | |
| I could never say. | |
| I wont let you look away. | |
| Wont you fucking watch me bleed? | |
| You're a slave! | |
| Weak inside, you're a slave. | |
| Feeding your mind, you're a slave. | |
| Selling your pain, you're a slave. | |
| Signing your name, you're a slave. | |
| Open your doors, you're a slave. | |
| Weak inside, you're a slave | |
| Feeding you're mind, you're a slave. | |
| Chorus. You're a slave. | |
| You're just a, you're just a slave. (x3) | |
| SLAVE! (x4) |
| zuo qu : Factory 81, Wallace | |
| I can see, | |
| I' m, not free. | |
| I, believe, in no one, but me. | |
| All eyes, on me. | |
| Pointing, at me. | |
| Falling, you see. | |
| Your words, deceive. | |
| Chorus: And | |
| I say what | |
| I want to say, | |
| Doesn' t matter what you think, | |
| Cause is still live this way. | |
| And then you come into my life, | |
| Stick me in the back with your knife. | |
| And now as | |
| I look at you, | |
| All these things that you would put me through. | |
| I won' t let you look away. | |
| Won' t you fucking watch me bleed? | |
| I, can see. | |
| I' m, not free. | |
| I, believe in no one but me. | |
| Why dont you take a look at your life for awhile, | |
| And you see yourself, you' re just like a child. | |
| Preach about the things you' ve never seen, | |
| Ignoring all the things that you' re supposed to see. | |
| While you watch your watch as time wastes away, | |
| And you feel the need to feed on others pain. | |
| Brag about the things but you fucking tried, | |
| Brag about the things but you fucking lied. | |
| You' re a slave! | |
| You' re just a slave! x3 | |
| You' re just a, | |
| You' re just a, | |
| Slave! You' re just a slave! x2 | |
| Slave. Now you take a look at your life once again, | |
| And you see the fuckers supposed to be your friends. | |
| Brag about the things but you fucking tried, | |
| Now you brag about the things but you fucking lied. | |
| Now you sell your soul, | |
| You sell your life away kid. | |
| You sign your name. | |
| And you even sell your pain. | |
| Brag about the things but you fucking tried, | |
| You brag about the things but you fucking lied. | |
| Chorus. I say what | |
| I want, Doesn' t matter what you think, what you got. | |
| And all, that you do to me, | |
| All these things that | |
| I could never see. | |
| And now as | |
| I walk away, | |
| All these things that | |
| I could never say. | |
| I wont let you look away. | |
| Wont you fucking watch me bleed? | |
| You' re a slave! | |
| Weak inside, you' re a slave. | |
| Feeding your mind, you' re a slave. | |
| Selling your pain, you' re a slave. | |
| Signing your name, you' re a slave. | |
| Open your doors, you' re a slave. | |
| Weak inside, you' re a slave | |
| Feeding you' re mind, you' re a slave. | |
| Chorus. You' re a slave. | |
| You' re just a, you' re just a slave. x3 | |
| SLAVE! x4 |
| zuò qǔ : Factory 81, Wallace | |
| I can see, | |
| I' m, not free. | |
| I, believe, in no one, but me. | |
| All eyes, on me. | |
| Pointing, at me. | |
| Falling, you see. | |
| Your words, deceive. | |
| Chorus: And | |
| I say what | |
| I want to say, | |
| Doesn' t matter what you think, | |
| Cause is still live this way. | |
| And then you come into my life, | |
| Stick me in the back with your knife. | |
| And now as | |
| I look at you, | |
| All these things that you would put me through. | |
| I won' t let you look away. | |
| Won' t you fucking watch me bleed? | |
| I, can see. | |
| I' m, not free. | |
| I, believe in no one but me. | |
| Why dont you take a look at your life for awhile, | |
| And you see yourself, you' re just like a child. | |
| Preach about the things you' ve never seen, | |
| Ignoring all the things that you' re supposed to see. | |
| While you watch your watch as time wastes away, | |
| And you feel the need to feed on others pain. | |
| Brag about the things but you fucking tried, | |
| Brag about the things but you fucking lied. | |
| You' re a slave! | |
| You' re just a slave! x3 | |
| You' re just a, | |
| You' re just a, | |
| Slave! You' re just a slave! x2 | |
| Slave. Now you take a look at your life once again, | |
| And you see the fuckers supposed to be your friends. | |
| Brag about the things but you fucking tried, | |
| Now you brag about the things but you fucking lied. | |
| Now you sell your soul, | |
| You sell your life away kid. | |
| You sign your name. | |
| And you even sell your pain. | |
| Brag about the things but you fucking tried, | |
| You brag about the things but you fucking lied. | |
| Chorus. I say what | |
| I want, Doesn' t matter what you think, what you got. | |
| And all, that you do to me, | |
| All these things that | |
| I could never see. | |
| And now as | |
| I walk away, | |
| All these things that | |
| I could never say. | |
| I wont let you look away. | |
| Wont you fucking watch me bleed? | |
| You' re a slave! | |
| Weak inside, you' re a slave. | |
| Feeding your mind, you' re a slave. | |
| Selling your pain, you' re a slave. | |
| Signing your name, you' re a slave. | |
| Open your doors, you' re a slave. | |
| Weak inside, you' re a slave | |
| Feeding you' re mind, you' re a slave. | |
| Chorus. You' re a slave. | |
| You' re just a, you' re just a slave. x3 | |
| SLAVE! x4 |