Song | Dead All Day |
Artist | Acrophet |
Album | Faded Glory |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Acrophet, Pelino | |
Turn your head and look away, people dying everyday | |
Your decision breeding life, the seed of endless poverty | |
Nothing done nothing said, struggle for the future trends | |
Take from our working race, locked up in our golden shell | |
Money spent blizzards blown, behind your false convictions | |
Blaming us with your weeping tears, fooling some with gripping fears | |
Reason for living is other people giving | |
To force you in your dying directions | |
Fight for self-respect existing off of other people's fortunes | |
The helpless, the ones who need walked upon by man's misguided aid | |
Broken the respect for life expecting to get some for none | |
Sympathy, the waste of so much time | |
Deserving people deserve what is right | |
But who decides what's wrong from right | |
Not you nor me, is that the way you think it ought to be | |
Don't be a fool ! |
zuo qu : Acrophet, Pelino | |
Turn your head and look away, people dying everyday | |
Your decision breeding life, the seed of endless poverty | |
Nothing done nothing said, struggle for the future trends | |
Take from our working race, locked up in our golden shell | |
Money spent blizzards blown, behind your false convictions | |
Blaming us with your weeping tears, fooling some with gripping fears | |
Reason for living is other people giving | |
To force you in your dying directions | |
Fight for selfrespect existing off of other people' s fortunes | |
The helpless, the ones who need walked upon by man' s misguided aid | |
Broken the respect for life expecting to get some for none | |
Sympathy, the waste of so much time | |
Deserving people deserve what is right | |
But who decides what' s wrong from right | |
Not you nor me, is that the way you think it ought to be | |
Don' t be a fool nbsp! |
zuò qǔ : Acrophet, Pelino | |
Turn your head and look away, people dying everyday | |
Your decision breeding life, the seed of endless poverty | |
Nothing done nothing said, struggle for the future trends | |
Take from our working race, locked up in our golden shell | |
Money spent blizzards blown, behind your false convictions | |
Blaming us with your weeping tears, fooling some with gripping fears | |
Reason for living is other people giving | |
To force you in your dying directions | |
Fight for selfrespect existing off of other people' s fortunes | |
The helpless, the ones who need walked upon by man' s misguided aid | |
Broken the respect for life expecting to get some for none | |
Sympathy, the waste of so much time | |
Deserving people deserve what is right | |
But who decides what' s wrong from right | |
Not you nor me, is that the way you think it ought to be | |
Don' t be a fool nbsp! |