Song | LB. Of Cure |
Artist | Metal Church |
Album | Masterpeace |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Vanderhoof, Wayne | |
You see my life is rather simple | |
I'm just another face | |
And all your textbooks, all you know | |
Will soon construct a case | |
Warped emotions like a river | |
Everywhere a bend | |
And what we cannot hold together | |
We try to keep within | |
Listen doctor you cannot help me | |
The cure that's in a jar | |
All the needless, all the pills | |
I think it's gone too far | |
Now the pain is really blinding | |
I'm crawling up the wall | |
Try to hold on, try to stop it | |
I think I've lost it all | |
Can't you see just where the troubles | |
All are in my head | |
Iron bars that keep me safe | |
While strapped here on this bed | |
You've poked and probed and podded me | |
So often times | |
I've cried | |
Now I pray on bended knee | |
God just let me die | |
Listen doctor you cannot help me | |
The cure that's in a jar | |
All the needless, all the pills | |
I think it's gone too far | |
Now the pain is really blinding | |
I'm crawling up the wall | |
Try to hold on, try to stop it | |
I think it's gone too far | |
Count the ceiling tiles above | |
As you wheel me down the hall | |
Another treatment once a week | |
I'm losing all recall | |
Warped emotions like a river | |
Everywhere a bend | |
And what we cannot hold together | |
We try to keep within | |
Listen doctor you cannot help me | |
The cure that's in a jar | |
All the needless, all the pills | |
I think it's gone too far | |
Now the pain is really blinding | |
I'm crawling up the wall | |
Try to hold on, try to stop it | |
I think I've lost it all | |
I think I've lost it all | |
I think I've lost it all | |
I think I've lost it all | |
I think I've lost it all | |
I think I've lost it all | |
I think I've lost it all |
zuo ci : Vanderhoof, Wayne | |
You see my life is rather simple | |
I' m just another face | |
And all your textbooks, all you know | |
Will soon construct a case | |
Warped emotions like a river | |
Everywhere a bend | |
And what we cannot hold together | |
We try to keep within | |
Listen doctor you cannot help me | |
The cure that' s in a jar | |
All the needless, all the pills | |
I think it' s gone too far | |
Now the pain is really blinding | |
I' m crawling up the wall | |
Try to hold on, try to stop it | |
I think I' ve lost it all | |
Can' t you see just where the troubles | |
All are in my head | |
Iron bars that keep me safe | |
While strapped here on this bed | |
You' ve poked and probed and podded me | |
So often times | |
I' ve cried | |
Now I pray on bended knee | |
God just let me die | |
Listen doctor you cannot help me | |
The cure that' s in a jar | |
All the needless, all the pills | |
I think it' s gone too far | |
Now the pain is really blinding | |
I' m crawling up the wall | |
Try to hold on, try to stop it | |
I think it' s gone too far | |
Count the ceiling tiles above | |
As you wheel me down the hall | |
Another treatment once a week | |
I' m losing all recall | |
Warped emotions like a river | |
Everywhere a bend | |
And what we cannot hold together | |
We try to keep within | |
Listen doctor you cannot help me | |
The cure that' s in a jar | |
All the needless, all the pills | |
I think it' s gone too far | |
Now the pain is really blinding | |
I' m crawling up the wall | |
Try to hold on, try to stop it | |
I think I' ve lost it all | |
I think I' ve lost it all | |
I think I' ve lost it all | |
I think I' ve lost it all | |
I think I' ve lost it all | |
I think I' ve lost it all | |
I think I' ve lost it all |
zuò cí : Vanderhoof, Wayne | |
You see my life is rather simple | |
I' m just another face | |
And all your textbooks, all you know | |
Will soon construct a case | |
Warped emotions like a river | |
Everywhere a bend | |
And what we cannot hold together | |
We try to keep within | |
Listen doctor you cannot help me | |
The cure that' s in a jar | |
All the needless, all the pills | |
I think it' s gone too far | |
Now the pain is really blinding | |
I' m crawling up the wall | |
Try to hold on, try to stop it | |
I think I' ve lost it all | |
Can' t you see just where the troubles | |
All are in my head | |
Iron bars that keep me safe | |
While strapped here on this bed | |
You' ve poked and probed and podded me | |
So often times | |
I' ve cried | |
Now I pray on bended knee | |
God just let me die | |
Listen doctor you cannot help me | |
The cure that' s in a jar | |
All the needless, all the pills | |
I think it' s gone too far | |
Now the pain is really blinding | |
I' m crawling up the wall | |
Try to hold on, try to stop it | |
I think it' s gone too far | |
Count the ceiling tiles above | |
As you wheel me down the hall | |
Another treatment once a week | |
I' m losing all recall | |
Warped emotions like a river | |
Everywhere a bend | |
And what we cannot hold together | |
We try to keep within | |
Listen doctor you cannot help me | |
The cure that' s in a jar | |
All the needless, all the pills | |
I think it' s gone too far | |
Now the pain is really blinding | |
I' m crawling up the wall | |
Try to hold on, try to stop it | |
I think I' ve lost it all | |
I think I' ve lost it all | |
I think I' ve lost it all | |
I think I' ve lost it all | |
I think I' ve lost it all | |
I think I' ve lost it all | |
I think I' ve lost it all |