Song | Letter to My Abuser |
Artist | Light This City |
Album | Remains of the Gods |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Murray, Nichol | |
To my nemesis | |
My confidant | |
Do not expect me to make more requests | |
I have done penance for my sins | |
You're in debt to me one thousand promises | |
Just yesterday I went again to collect what I'm owed | |
I found my dreams showered upon undeserving wretches | |
Like bones dripping blood thrown to mangy strays | |
And my secrets were being vomited | |
From the mouths of glistening gluttons while I stood empty-handed | |
While I stood empty-handed and exposed | |
You've abused your power | |
Angel | |
You have fallen once more from my good graces | |
I'm sick | |
I've prayed | |
I've seen healthy men healed by your touch | |
When I'm the one who needs your love | |
It's a hypocrite's faith | |
A hypocrite's world | |
I am not awed by your presents | |
If they only suit the ones already blessed | |
Your son lies raped in the dirt that you've made | |
Are you willing to sacrifice another child | |
Bloodthirsty liar | |
How am I supposed to trust you | |
When the knife is in your hand | |
And the gash that I own whispers to an enemy | |
Thoughts I had buried | |
Creator | |
You're my destructor. | |
Am I not your daughter | |
My insides displayed to the world | |
Are you not my father | |
My insides displayed to the world | |
Bloodthirsty liar | |
How am I supposed to trust you | |
When the knife is in your hand | |
And the gash that I own whispers to an enemy | |
Thoughts I had buried | |
To my nemesis | |
My confidant | |
Do not expect me to make more requests | |
I have done penance for my sins | |
You're in debt to me one thousand promises | |
Just yesterday I went again to collect what I'm owed | |
I found my dreams showered upon undeserving wretches | |
Like bones dripping blood thrown to mangy strays |
zuo qu : Murray, Nichol | |
To my nemesis | |
My confidant | |
Do not expect me to make more requests | |
I have done penance for my sins | |
You' re in debt to me one thousand promises | |
Just yesterday I went again to collect what I' m owed | |
I found my dreams showered upon undeserving wretches | |
Like bones dripping blood thrown to mangy strays | |
And my secrets were being vomited | |
From the mouths of glistening gluttons while I stood emptyhanded | |
While I stood emptyhanded and exposed | |
You' ve abused your power | |
Angel | |
You have fallen once more from my good graces | |
I' m sick | |
I' ve prayed | |
I' ve seen healthy men healed by your touch | |
When I' m the one who needs your love | |
It' s a hypocrite' s faith | |
A hypocrite' s world | |
I am not awed by your presents | |
If they only suit the ones already blessed | |
Your son lies raped in the dirt that you' ve made | |
Are you willing to sacrifice another child | |
Bloodthirsty liar | |
How am I supposed to trust you | |
When the knife is in your hand | |
And the gash that I own whispers to an enemy | |
Thoughts I had buried | |
Creator | |
You' re my destructor. | |
Am I not your daughter | |
My insides displayed to the world | |
Are you not my father | |
My insides displayed to the world | |
Bloodthirsty liar | |
How am I supposed to trust you | |
When the knife is in your hand | |
And the gash that I own whispers to an enemy | |
Thoughts I had buried | |
To my nemesis | |
My confidant | |
Do not expect me to make more requests | |
I have done penance for my sins | |
You' re in debt to me one thousand promises | |
Just yesterday I went again to collect what I' m owed | |
I found my dreams showered upon undeserving wretches | |
Like bones dripping blood thrown to mangy strays |
zuò qǔ : Murray, Nichol | |
To my nemesis | |
My confidant | |
Do not expect me to make more requests | |
I have done penance for my sins | |
You' re in debt to me one thousand promises | |
Just yesterday I went again to collect what I' m owed | |
I found my dreams showered upon undeserving wretches | |
Like bones dripping blood thrown to mangy strays | |
And my secrets were being vomited | |
From the mouths of glistening gluttons while I stood emptyhanded | |
While I stood emptyhanded and exposed | |
You' ve abused your power | |
Angel | |
You have fallen once more from my good graces | |
I' m sick | |
I' ve prayed | |
I' ve seen healthy men healed by your touch | |
When I' m the one who needs your love | |
It' s a hypocrite' s faith | |
A hypocrite' s world | |
I am not awed by your presents | |
If they only suit the ones already blessed | |
Your son lies raped in the dirt that you' ve made | |
Are you willing to sacrifice another child | |
Bloodthirsty liar | |
How am I supposed to trust you | |
When the knife is in your hand | |
And the gash that I own whispers to an enemy | |
Thoughts I had buried | |
Creator | |
You' re my destructor. | |
Am I not your daughter | |
My insides displayed to the world | |
Are you not my father | |
My insides displayed to the world | |
Bloodthirsty liar | |
How am I supposed to trust you | |
When the knife is in your hand | |
And the gash that I own whispers to an enemy | |
Thoughts I had buried | |
To my nemesis | |
My confidant | |
Do not expect me to make more requests | |
I have done penance for my sins | |
You' re in debt to me one thousand promises | |
Just yesterday I went again to collect what I' m owed | |
I found my dreams showered upon undeserving wretches | |
Like bones dripping blood thrown to mangy strays |