Song | You Bury Your Head |
Artist | Witchcraft |
Album | Witchcraft |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Magnus, Witchcraft | |
They say you look like a gypsy | |
And got a smile of a thief | |
You wear your clothes like a hippie | |
In you they got no belief | |
And you're just walking around | |
Thinking about nothing | |
You're well known in this town | |
Cause of your big brown muffin | |
And every day to you | |
Really looks the same | |
But you've got nothing to lose | |
You're not even in the game | |
You can't deny | |
All the feelings you have | |
Even though you wish to | |
Cause I know you feel sad | |
You bury your head deep in the sand | |
You cannot take all the fear things've gotten out of hand | |
People despise your free ways I know you're misunderstood | |
But is that really the truth couldn't things be good? | |
You're all alone | |
And you've got no one | |
You're lost in the game | |
It is the pentagram | |
It's got your soul again | |
And you'll never be free...no |
zuo qu : Magnus, Witchcraft | |
They say you look like a gypsy | |
And got a smile of a thief | |
You wear your clothes like a hippie | |
In you they got no belief | |
And you' re just walking around | |
Thinking about nothing | |
You' re well known in this town | |
Cause of your big brown muffin | |
And every day to you | |
Really looks the same | |
But you' ve got nothing to lose | |
You' re not even in the game | |
You can' t deny | |
All the feelings you have | |
Even though you wish to | |
Cause I know you feel sad | |
You bury your head deep in the sand | |
You cannot take all the fear things' ve gotten out of hand | |
People despise your free ways I know you' re misunderstood | |
But is that really the truth couldn' t things be good? | |
You' re all alone | |
And you' ve got no one | |
You' re lost in the game | |
It is the pentagram | |
It' s got your soul again | |
And you' ll never be free... no |
zuò qǔ : Magnus, Witchcraft | |
They say you look like a gypsy | |
And got a smile of a thief | |
You wear your clothes like a hippie | |
In you they got no belief | |
And you' re just walking around | |
Thinking about nothing | |
You' re well known in this town | |
Cause of your big brown muffin | |
And every day to you | |
Really looks the same | |
But you' ve got nothing to lose | |
You' re not even in the game | |
You can' t deny | |
All the feelings you have | |
Even though you wish to | |
Cause I know you feel sad | |
You bury your head deep in the sand | |
You cannot take all the fear things' ve gotten out of hand | |
People despise your free ways I know you' re misunderstood | |
But is that really the truth couldn' t things be good? | |
You' re all alone | |
And you' ve got no one | |
You' re lost in the game | |
It is the pentagram | |
It' s got your soul again | |
And you' ll never be free... no |