作词 : Burns, Convertino | |
Going on their lands for sale to stake my claim | |
Burn my name in the soil | |
Out past the borders beyond the hill | |
Through seasons of nothing | |
Safe for the self-destructive world | |
Memories get altered | |
No point of reference to hold | |
And it feels like someone is watching | |
Asi tear into the skin of innoncence | |
And decadence for awhile | |
So we settled in and half the veins where blood runs pure | |
Troubled the cure for a short while | |
Out in the dust they suffocate the sprawl and greed | |
Bent on breed and stare | |
And children stare | |
Stare through shiny little boxes | |
Over landscape that is quickly foiled |
zuo ci : Burns, Convertino | |
Going on their lands for sale to stake my claim | |
Burn my name in the soil | |
Out past the borders beyond the hill | |
Through seasons of nothing | |
Safe for the selfdestructive world | |
Memories get altered | |
No point of reference to hold | |
And it feels like someone is watching | |
Asi tear into the skin of innoncence | |
And decadence for awhile | |
So we settled in and half the veins where blood runs pure | |
Troubled the cure for a short while | |
Out in the dust they suffocate the sprawl and greed | |
Bent on breed and stare | |
And children stare | |
Stare through shiny little boxes | |
Over landscape that is quickly foiled |
zuò cí : Burns, Convertino | |
Going on their lands for sale to stake my claim | |
Burn my name in the soil | |
Out past the borders beyond the hill | |
Through seasons of nothing | |
Safe for the selfdestructive world | |
Memories get altered | |
No point of reference to hold | |
And it feels like someone is watching | |
Asi tear into the skin of innoncence | |
And decadence for awhile | |
So we settled in and half the veins where blood runs pure | |
Troubled the cure for a short while | |
Out in the dust they suffocate the sprawl and greed | |
Bent on breed and stare | |
And children stare | |
Stare through shiny little boxes | |
Over landscape that is quickly foiled |