Song | Epinephrine |
Artist | Genuflect |
Album | The End of the World |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Boudreau, Lawn, Simollardes, Sullivan | |
Anarchist… And I kissed her back | |
Apogee to perigee, so damaging | |
Apogee to perigee, you’re paralyzed | |
Apogee to perigee, try standing and come with me | |
Second Coming’s coming, coming gunning out your stereo | |
Killing Christ again and giving him a proper burial | |
Here we go, around the merry-go-round of political spin | |
All hypocritical, biblical, apocalyptic sin | |
It’s fucking brainwash, | |
Too scared to face your own mortality? | |
Ink a book in fallacy, we’ll market false reality | |
Formalities of corporate politics (all triple six) | |
'Cause underneath “the cloth” innocence is sucking dick | |
And this Immaculate Conception’s mathematical deception | |
Problematical obsession to fanatical aggression | |
But now we’ve got our guns cocked, lock stock and barreled | |
Faith’s lies take lives | |
Welcome to the real world | |
Man behind the podium teaching you a lesson | |
Stressing 'cause he’s sweating about the one he’s been molesting | |
But this particular pedophile, he has the lord’s blessings | |
And his sins will be forgiven when he confesses them in confession | |
Never question them, just follow | |
Heavens begging you to swallow | |
You may never see tomorrow | |
But at least you’ll be leaving hollowed out | |
I’m calling out all you real thinkers | |
Get your hands up |
zuo qu : Boudreau, Lawn, Simollardes, Sullivan | |
Anarchist And I kissed her back | |
Apogee to perigee, so damaging | |
Apogee to perigee, you' re paralyzed | |
Apogee to perigee, try standing and come with me | |
Second Coming' s coming, coming gunning out your stereo | |
Killing Christ again and giving him a proper burial | |
Here we go, around the merrygoround of political spin | |
All hypocritical, biblical, apocalyptic sin | |
It' s fucking brainwash, | |
Too scared to face your own mortality? | |
Ink a book in fallacy, we' ll market false reality | |
Formalities of corporate politics all triple six | |
' Cause underneath " the cloth" innocence is sucking dick | |
And this Immaculate Conception' s mathematical deception | |
Problematical obsession to fanatical aggression | |
But now we' ve got our guns cocked, lock stock and barreled | |
Faith' s lies take lives | |
Welcome to the real world | |
Man behind the podium teaching you a lesson | |
Stressing ' cause he' s sweating about the one he' s been molesting | |
But this particular pedophile, he has the lord' s blessings | |
And his sins will be forgiven when he confesses them in confession | |
Never question them, just follow | |
Heavens begging you to swallow | |
You may never see tomorrow | |
But at least you' ll be leaving hollowed out | |
I' m calling out all you real thinkers | |
Get your hands up |
zuò qǔ : Boudreau, Lawn, Simollardes, Sullivan | |
Anarchist And I kissed her back | |
Apogee to perigee, so damaging | |
Apogee to perigee, you' re paralyzed | |
Apogee to perigee, try standing and come with me | |
Second Coming' s coming, coming gunning out your stereo | |
Killing Christ again and giving him a proper burial | |
Here we go, around the merrygoround of political spin | |
All hypocritical, biblical, apocalyptic sin | |
It' s fucking brainwash, | |
Too scared to face your own mortality? | |
Ink a book in fallacy, we' ll market false reality | |
Formalities of corporate politics all triple six | |
' Cause underneath " the cloth" innocence is sucking dick | |
And this Immaculate Conception' s mathematical deception | |
Problematical obsession to fanatical aggression | |
But now we' ve got our guns cocked, lock stock and barreled | |
Faith' s lies take lives | |
Welcome to the real world | |
Man behind the podium teaching you a lesson | |
Stressing ' cause he' s sweating about the one he' s been molesting | |
But this particular pedophile, he has the lord' s blessings | |
And his sins will be forgiven when he confesses them in confession | |
Never question them, just follow | |
Heavens begging you to swallow | |
You may never see tomorrow | |
But at least you' ll be leaving hollowed out | |
I' m calling out all you real thinkers | |
Get your hands up |