Song | Do you see me now |
Artist | Angtoria |
Album | God has a plan for us all |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Deva, Rehn | |
Hate the reflection that I see | |
Wish I could claw... away... my skin | |
Demons won't let me flee, my mind's tragedy | |
Don't label me, not a minority | |
Society created me | |
First cut's the neatest, I didn't feel a thing | |
Don't show me your pity | |
Second cut's the deepest, a release from within | |
Don't try to analyse me | |
Carve pretty pictures of hatred | |
Avert your eyes, my artwork doesn't lie | |
Refuse to acknowledge me | |
I'm not what you want to see | |
So inject and study me | |
Pump me with hypocrisy | |
Third cut's the longest, I just lost control | |
No doctor can save me | |
Fourth cut's the boldest, I've an eye for detail | |
Don't try to admit me | |
My condition has no name | |
It's not like I'm insane | |
Redirect your empathy | |
My body's my vengance | |
I'm addicted to pain | |
No one understands me |
zuo qu : Deva, Rehn | |
Hate the reflection that I see | |
Wish I could claw... away... my skin | |
Demons won' t let me flee, my mind' s tragedy | |
Don' t label me, not a minority | |
Society created me | |
First cut' s the neatest, I didn' t feel a thing | |
Don' t show me your pity | |
Second cut' s the deepest, a release from within | |
Don' t try to analyse me | |
Carve pretty pictures of hatred | |
Avert your eyes, my artwork doesn' t lie | |
Refuse to acknowledge me | |
I' m not what you want to see | |
So inject and study me | |
Pump me with hypocrisy | |
Third cut' s the longest, I just lost control | |
No doctor can save me | |
Fourth cut' s the boldest, I' ve an eye for detail | |
Don' t try to admit me | |
My condition has no name | |
It' s not like I' m insane | |
Redirect your empathy | |
My body' s my vengance | |
I' m addicted to pain | |
No one understands me |
zuò qǔ : Deva, Rehn | |
Hate the reflection that I see | |
Wish I could claw... away... my skin | |
Demons won' t let me flee, my mind' s tragedy | |
Don' t label me, not a minority | |
Society created me | |
First cut' s the neatest, I didn' t feel a thing | |
Don' t show me your pity | |
Second cut' s the deepest, a release from within | |
Don' t try to analyse me | |
Carve pretty pictures of hatred | |
Avert your eyes, my artwork doesn' t lie | |
Refuse to acknowledge me | |
I' m not what you want to see | |
So inject and study me | |
Pump me with hypocrisy | |
Third cut' s the longest, I just lost control | |
No doctor can save me | |
Fourth cut' s the boldest, I' ve an eye for detail | |
Don' t try to admit me | |
My condition has no name | |
It' s not like I' m insane | |
Redirect your empathy | |
My body' s my vengance | |
I' m addicted to pain | |
No one understands me |