Song | Murder Was the Case That They Gave Me |
Artist | Leathermouth |
Album | XO |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Leathermouth | |
I've tried so hard to keep it together. | |
My blood runs cold, I clench my fists. | |
(You're so empty!) | |
I'll seize the day by its throat and watch it die! | |
The last thing you see will be my face. | |
Remember this face! | |
This one's for old times. | |
This one's for old times. | |
This one's for old times. | |
You did this to yourself. | |
I've tried so hard to keep it together. | |
My blood runs cold, I clench my fists. | |
(You're so empty! You're so empty!) | |
I'll seize the day by its throat and watch it die! | |
The last thing you see will be my face. | |
Remember this face! | |
This one's for old times. | |
This one's for old times. | |
(You're so empty inside, you're so empty inside, you're so empty.) | |
(You're so empty inside, you're so empty inside, you're so empty inside!) | |
This is my counterstrike, | |
Right here, my call to arms. | |
I've scarred my battle cry! | |
It's search and destroy you, fucking whore. | |
I'm burning down your house now. | |
Hope to God you're in your house now. | |
Burn bright like a star, traitor. | |
The sun smiles on your corpse, traitor. | |
Your cries mean nothing! | |
I'll take my time. | |
Your tears mean nothing! | |
I'll take my time! | |
I can't leave you breathing. | |
I can't leave you breathing. | |
I can't leave you breathing! | |
Oh, the stories you'd tell. | |
Maybe you'll learn | |
When the dirt fills your lungs. | |
Maybe you'll learn | |
When the dirt fills your lungs! | |
I am your nightmare. | |
I am the shape in the dark. | |
(I am the shape in the dark.) | |
I am your ending. | |
Ashes to ashes, | |
And dust to dust! | |
God knows, I've had better! |
zuo qu : Leathermouth | |
I' ve tried so hard to keep it together. | |
My blood runs cold, I clench my fists. | |
You' re so empty! | |
I' ll seize the day by its throat and watch it die! | |
The last thing you see will be my face. | |
Remember this face! | |
This one' s for old times. | |
This one' s for old times. | |
This one' s for old times. | |
You did this to yourself. | |
I' ve tried so hard to keep it together. | |
My blood runs cold, I clench my fists. | |
You' re so empty! You' re so empty! | |
I' ll seize the day by its throat and watch it die! | |
The last thing you see will be my face. | |
Remember this face! | |
This one' s for old times. | |
This one' s for old times. | |
You' re so empty inside, you' re so empty inside, you' re so empty. | |
You' re so empty inside, you' re so empty inside, you' re so empty inside! | |
This is my counterstrike, | |
Right here, my call to arms. | |
I' ve scarred my battle cry! | |
It' s search and destroy you, fucking whore. | |
I' m burning down your house now. | |
Hope to God you' re in your house now. | |
Burn bright like a star, traitor. | |
The sun smiles on your corpse, traitor. | |
Your cries mean nothing! | |
I' ll take my time. | |
Your tears mean nothing! | |
I' ll take my time! | |
I can' t leave you breathing. | |
I can' t leave you breathing. | |
I can' t leave you breathing! | |
Oh, the stories you' d tell. | |
Maybe you' ll learn | |
When the dirt fills your lungs. | |
Maybe you' ll learn | |
When the dirt fills your lungs! | |
I am your nightmare. | |
I am the shape in the dark. | |
I am the shape in the dark. | |
I am your ending. | |
Ashes to ashes, | |
And dust to dust! | |
God knows, I' ve had better! |
zuò qǔ : Leathermouth | |
I' ve tried so hard to keep it together. | |
My blood runs cold, I clench my fists. | |
You' re so empty! | |
I' ll seize the day by its throat and watch it die! | |
The last thing you see will be my face. | |
Remember this face! | |
This one' s for old times. | |
This one' s for old times. | |
This one' s for old times. | |
You did this to yourself. | |
I' ve tried so hard to keep it together. | |
My blood runs cold, I clench my fists. | |
You' re so empty! You' re so empty! | |
I' ll seize the day by its throat and watch it die! | |
The last thing you see will be my face. | |
Remember this face! | |
This one' s for old times. | |
This one' s for old times. | |
You' re so empty inside, you' re so empty inside, you' re so empty. | |
You' re so empty inside, you' re so empty inside, you' re so empty inside! | |
This is my counterstrike, | |
Right here, my call to arms. | |
I' ve scarred my battle cry! | |
It' s search and destroy you, fucking whore. | |
I' m burning down your house now. | |
Hope to God you' re in your house now. | |
Burn bright like a star, traitor. | |
The sun smiles on your corpse, traitor. | |
Your cries mean nothing! | |
I' ll take my time. | |
Your tears mean nothing! | |
I' ll take my time! | |
I can' t leave you breathing. | |
I can' t leave you breathing. | |
I can' t leave you breathing! | |
Oh, the stories you' d tell. | |
Maybe you' ll learn | |
When the dirt fills your lungs. | |
Maybe you' ll learn | |
When the dirt fills your lungs! | |
I am your nightmare. | |
I am the shape in the dark. | |
I am the shape in the dark. | |
I am your ending. | |
Ashes to ashes, | |
And dust to dust! | |
God knows, I' ve had better! |