Song | At This My Arm Was Weakened |
Artist | Logh |
Album | The Raging Sun |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Friberg | |
The trust is lost | |
The bastard's sided with the bank | |
How come someone who's got enough keeps wanting more? | |
Well, why not make yourself a million times richer? | |
I need a drink before bed to help forget | |
I need a drink | |
I must have had one too many | |
Once at the vault my thoughts stood still | |
What was the combination? | |
All gone from the back of my hand | |
The ship has sunk | |
Gone down with all the men | |
The cargo is lost | |
We can wait forever | |
A prayer for the dead and one for the living | |
Is this your last offer? | |
Is this your final bid? | |
Now where is that drink? | |
We'd made it across the border when lights went out and all went black | |
I remember lying halfway out over the edge clenching a hand | |
At this my arm was weakened | |
At this my arm was weakened | |
Didn't we just leave this party? | |
That was the last thing on my mind | |
My god, where was the fuck-up? | |
From where came the blow to my head? | |
At this my mind was weakened | |
At this my mind was weakened |
zuo qu : Friberg | |
The trust is lost | |
The bastard' s sided with the bank | |
How come someone who' s got enough keeps wanting more? | |
Well, why not make yourself a million times richer? | |
I need a drink before bed to help forget | |
I need a drink | |
I must have had one too many | |
Once at the vault my thoughts stood still | |
What was the combination? | |
All gone from the back of my hand | |
The ship has sunk | |
Gone down with all the men | |
The cargo is lost | |
We can wait forever | |
A prayer for the dead and one for the living | |
Is this your last offer? | |
Is this your final bid? | |
Now where is that drink? | |
We' d made it across the border when lights went out and all went black | |
I remember lying halfway out over the edge clenching a hand | |
At this my arm was weakened | |
At this my arm was weakened | |
Didn' t we just leave this party? | |
That was the last thing on my mind | |
My god, where was the fuckup? | |
From where came the blow to my head? | |
At this my mind was weakened | |
At this my mind was weakened |
zuò qǔ : Friberg | |
The trust is lost | |
The bastard' s sided with the bank | |
How come someone who' s got enough keeps wanting more? | |
Well, why not make yourself a million times richer? | |
I need a drink before bed to help forget | |
I need a drink | |
I must have had one too many | |
Once at the vault my thoughts stood still | |
What was the combination? | |
All gone from the back of my hand | |
The ship has sunk | |
Gone down with all the men | |
The cargo is lost | |
We can wait forever | |
A prayer for the dead and one for the living | |
Is this your last offer? | |
Is this your final bid? | |
Now where is that drink? | |
We' d made it across the border when lights went out and all went black | |
I remember lying halfway out over the edge clenching a hand | |
At this my arm was weakened | |
At this my arm was weakened | |
Didn' t we just leave this party? | |
That was the last thing on my mind | |
My god, where was the fuckup? | |
From where came the blow to my head? | |
At this my mind was weakened | |
At this my mind was weakened |