| Song | More Like A Dream |
| Artist | American Steel |
| Album | Destroy Their Future |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : American Steel, Henderson | |
| Let us mourn the passing of the weekend | |
| My liquor's all dry and gone | |
| All my problems haven't been resolved | |
| And my headache's grown | |
| It's not hell on Earth | |
| It's more like a dream | |
| It's not like a nightmare anymore | |
| Look at my cloven hooves | |
| Look at my paraplegic strut | |
| I wish you'd do me in, I wish you'd snuff me out | |
| So I'd awake with a gun in my mouth, wide eyed for the first time | |
| It's more like a dream | |
| It's more like a dream to me | |
| A splash of cold water, a welcome slap to the face | |
| Never ending progress, don't brush your shoulder with your ear | |
| And if I second guess the actions that have brought me here | |
| I'd awake with a gun in my mouth, wide eyed for the first time | |
| It's more like a dream | |
| It's more like a dream to me | |
| It's not like a nightmare anymore | |
| It's more like a dream |
| zuo qu : American Steel, Henderson | |
| Let us mourn the passing of the weekend | |
| My liquor' s all dry and gone | |
| All my problems haven' t been resolved | |
| And my headache' s grown | |
| It' s not hell on Earth | |
| It' s more like a dream | |
| It' s not like a nightmare anymore | |
| Look at my cloven hooves | |
| Look at my paraplegic strut | |
| I wish you' d do me in, I wish you' d snuff me out | |
| So I' d awake with a gun in my mouth, wide eyed for the first time | |
| It' s more like a dream | |
| It' s more like a dream to me | |
| A splash of cold water, a welcome slap to the face | |
| Never ending progress, don' t brush your shoulder with your ear | |
| And if I second guess the actions that have brought me here | |
| I' d awake with a gun in my mouth, wide eyed for the first time | |
| It' s more like a dream | |
| It' s more like a dream to me | |
| It' s not like a nightmare anymore | |
| It' s more like a dream |
| zuò qǔ : American Steel, Henderson | |
| Let us mourn the passing of the weekend | |
| My liquor' s all dry and gone | |
| All my problems haven' t been resolved | |
| And my headache' s grown | |
| It' s not hell on Earth | |
| It' s more like a dream | |
| It' s not like a nightmare anymore | |
| Look at my cloven hooves | |
| Look at my paraplegic strut | |
| I wish you' d do me in, I wish you' d snuff me out | |
| So I' d awake with a gun in my mouth, wide eyed for the first time | |
| It' s more like a dream | |
| It' s more like a dream to me | |
| A splash of cold water, a welcome slap to the face | |
| Never ending progress, don' t brush your shoulder with your ear | |
| And if I second guess the actions that have brought me here | |
| I' d awake with a gun in my mouth, wide eyed for the first time | |
| It' s more like a dream | |
| It' s more like a dream to me | |
| It' s not like a nightmare anymore | |
| It' s more like a dream |