Song | Pain & Panic |
Artist | A Life Once Lost |
Album | Hunter |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Life Once Lost | |
Tonight you are going to suffer and I will be the last glimpse of anything you see | |
is pain real? | |
do you believe in pain? | |
I want to walk away but I sit and watch you slowly fall in and out of consciousness | |
the pain | |
the panic | |
grab your chest, feel your heart wanting to break through | |
the throbbing grows and turns into a steady pound | |
this is real; fear is real | |
do you believe in fear? | |
the leisure of my scolding action happens to leave | |
a staggered expression on your bloated face | |
the impact leaves a scar | |
can you smell the concern; this rancid scent of horror | |
I am always amazed how little I know you |
zuo qu : Life Once Lost | |
Tonight you are going to suffer and I will be the last glimpse of anything you see | |
is pain real? | |
do you believe in pain? | |
I want to walk away but I sit and watch you slowly fall in and out of consciousness | |
the pain | |
the panic | |
grab your chest, feel your heart wanting to break through | |
the throbbing grows and turns into a steady pound | |
this is real fear is real | |
do you believe in fear? | |
the leisure of my scolding action happens to leave | |
a staggered expression on your bloated face | |
the impact leaves a scar | |
can you smell the concern this rancid scent of horror | |
I am always amazed how little I know you |
zuò qǔ : Life Once Lost | |
Tonight you are going to suffer and I will be the last glimpse of anything you see | |
is pain real? | |
do you believe in pain? | |
I want to walk away but I sit and watch you slowly fall in and out of consciousness | |
the pain | |
the panic | |
grab your chest, feel your heart wanting to break through | |
the throbbing grows and turns into a steady pound | |
this is real fear is real | |
do you believe in fear? | |
the leisure of my scolding action happens to leave | |
a staggered expression on your bloated face | |
the impact leaves a scar | |
can you smell the concern this rancid scent of horror | |
I am always amazed how little I know you |