Song | Not the Strong |
Artist | Novembers Doom |
Album | Reflecting in Grey Dusk |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Burnley, Kuhr, Roberts | |
How many times have | |
I fallen before you | |
How much longer can | |
I go on To raise to my feet, to try this game again | |
I often point fingers of blame | |
If only my mother knew the real me | |
Her heart would break, for | |
I am shame | |
Not the strong man she raised from birth | |
A coward, a child, and a scared soul | |
In my dreams, | |
I can fly away | |
And look back through tears of pain | |
Even if I were to never awake | |
I would still have my downtime | |
If only my mother knew the real me | |
Her heart would break, for | |
I am shame | |
Not the strong man she raised from birth | |
A coward, a child, and a scared soul | |
A sweet embrace from honest love | |
Just won't be enough this time | |
If I had the cure, to save myself | |
I would then know how you feel | |
If only my mother knew the real me | |
Her heart would break, for | |
I am shame | |
Not the strong man she raised from birth | |
A coward, a child, and a scared soul |
zuo qu : Burnley, Kuhr, Roberts | |
How many times have | |
I fallen before you | |
How much longer can | |
I go on To raise to my feet, to try this game again | |
I often point fingers of blame | |
If only my mother knew the real me | |
Her heart would break, for | |
I am shame | |
Not the strong man she raised from birth | |
A coward, a child, and a scared soul | |
In my dreams, | |
I can fly away | |
And look back through tears of pain | |
Even if I were to never awake | |
I would still have my downtime | |
If only my mother knew the real me | |
Her heart would break, for | |
I am shame | |
Not the strong man she raised from birth | |
A coward, a child, and a scared soul | |
A sweet embrace from honest love | |
Just won' t be enough this time | |
If I had the cure, to save myself | |
I would then know how you feel | |
If only my mother knew the real me | |
Her heart would break, for | |
I am shame | |
Not the strong man she raised from birth | |
A coward, a child, and a scared soul |
zuò qǔ : Burnley, Kuhr, Roberts | |
How many times have | |
I fallen before you | |
How much longer can | |
I go on To raise to my feet, to try this game again | |
I often point fingers of blame | |
If only my mother knew the real me | |
Her heart would break, for | |
I am shame | |
Not the strong man she raised from birth | |
A coward, a child, and a scared soul | |
In my dreams, | |
I can fly away | |
And look back through tears of pain | |
Even if I were to never awake | |
I would still have my downtime | |
If only my mother knew the real me | |
Her heart would break, for | |
I am shame | |
Not the strong man she raised from birth | |
A coward, a child, and a scared soul | |
A sweet embrace from honest love | |
Just won' t be enough this time | |
If I had the cure, to save myself | |
I would then know how you feel | |
If only my mother knew the real me | |
Her heart would break, for | |
I am shame | |
Not the strong man she raised from birth | |
A coward, a child, and a scared soul |