Tears For The Sheep Lyrics
| Song | Tears For The Sheep |
| Artist | Atmosphere |
| Album | Lucy Ford: The Atmosphere EP's |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Slug | |
| (Verse 1: Slug) | |
| A city of fools | |
| I wanna bash whoever's responsible for this incomprehensible lack of passion | |
| The sucker's been seduced down to the stick | |
| And the peasants fill their bellies with the poisons you omit | |
| I've come to seperate the heads and shoulders | |
| Of these tracin' paper soldiers | |
| That have been designated to take it over | |
| I'ma roll a couple of boulders off the cliff | |
| On the road below (look out below) | |
| 'Cause I don't know what I'ma hit (yo) | |
| I live by the word until I die by your sword | |
| Even when I'm dead my head will live inside your RCA cords | |
| I wait for the right time, but it resembled now-a-days | |
| Descended on the Earth to put an end to all your holidays | |
| The assassin covered in plain clothes | |
| Smothered the sunlight and set flame to your rainbows | |
| And then came the storm (and then came the storm) | |
| Bewildered those that didn't contemplate | |
| Fake disguised as the norm (as the norm) | |
| And when the smoke evaporated and the damage was assessed | |
| The casualities were counted as they looked upon the mess | |
| As they focused they eyes on the horizon, who'da guessed? | |
| All that stood atop the hill was number seven silhouette | |
| (Chorus: Slug) | |
| (And with this) head splitting tears, cement breaking | |
| weeping for these people walking in their sleep | |
| (these people walking in their sleep) | |
| My talk is not as cheap | |
| And my thoughts are not as deep | |
| As the day I woke up to discover I lost my sheep | |
| head splitting tears, cement breaking | |
| Leaping for these people walking in their sleep | |
| (these people walking in their sleep) | |
| My talk is not as cheap | |
| And my thoughts are not as deep | |
| As the day I woke up to discover I lost my sheep | |
| (Verse 2: Slug) | |
| They say a picture's worth a thousand words | |
| Well I beg a thousand pardons for each word I've used for personal gains | |
| But the letters that float through my head, demote my sentences | |
| Could never be contained by your simple picture frames | |
| For every intoxicated moment, I hate life | |
| I strive to balance my aura by dancing with the light | |
| And sometimes it's difficult to stay quiet | |
| I fight it, each time I find myself walking across your eyelids | |
| Wishin' the malnutrition, the imagination of yours | |
| Could see the truth you breathe through each one of your pores | |
| And now the days are drastic, the nights last forever | |
| Wanna tear this mother****er up and put it back together | |
| I'd like to ask the cats that act like they my peers | |
| If you spent the energy I've spit, tryin' to count the tears | |
| One of these days you're gonna climb the tallest building of all | |
| Give a warning to those below and let the tears fall | |
| (Chorus: Slug) | |
| (And with the) all the head splitting tears, cement breaking | |
| weeping for these people walking in their sleep | |
| (these people walking in their sleep) | |
| My talk is not as cheap | |
| And my thoughts are not as deep | |
| As the day I woke up to discover I lost my sheep | |
| head splitting tears, cement breaking | |
| Leaping for these people walking in their sleep | |
| (these people walking in their sleep) | |
| My talk is not as cheap | |
| And my thoughts are not as deep | |
| As the day I woke up to discover I lost my sheep | |
| (Brief Singing: Some Female) (2X) | |
| Nobodies here 'cept my mirror on the wall | |
| (Verse 3: Slug) | |
| The damage...overseen by anyone that comprehends | |
| The anguish...felt only by the ones that invest | |
| The language...was primitive, the listener complex | |
| And everybody was trying to define success | |
| All the self-proclaimed prophets dressed up to look like poets | |
| Pretendin' to be martyrs that they're not | |
| You can learn all their names | |
| And engrave them on your brains | |
| Memories so you can spout them off the top (spout them off the top) | |
| Yo kill 'em all, and let God give 'em handcuffs | |
| The flood has begun, and no one has been paired up | |
| So I'ma take a second to beckon the downfall | |
| of your so called civilized nation | |
| (Yo yo yo yo yo) stop the sound now! | |
| (Cough) |
| zuo qu : Slug | |
| Verse 1: Slug | |
| A city of fools | |
| I wanna bash whoever' s responsible for this incomprehensible lack of passion | |
| The sucker' s been seduced down to the stick | |
| And the peasants fill their bellies with the poisons you omit | |
| I' ve come to seperate the heads and shoulders | |
| Of these tracin' paper soldiers | |
| That have been designated to take it over | |
| I' ma roll a couple of boulders off the cliff | |
| On the road below look out below | |
| ' Cause I don' t know what I' ma hit yo | |
| I live by the word until I die by your sword | |
| Even when I' m dead my head will live inside your RCA cords | |
| I wait for the right time, but it resembled nowadays | |
| Descended on the Earth to put an end to all your holidays | |
| The assassin covered in plain clothes | |
| Smothered the sunlight and set flame to your rainbows | |
| And then came the storm and then came the storm | |
| Bewildered those that didn' t contemplate | |
| Fake disguised as the norm as the norm | |
| And when the smoke evaporated and the damage was assessed | |
| The casualities were counted as they looked upon the mess | |
| As they focused they eyes on the horizon, who' da guessed? | |
| All that stood atop the hill was number seven silhouette | |
| Chorus: Slug | |
| And with this head splitting tears, cement breaking | |
| weeping for these people walking in their sleep | |
| these people walking in their sleep | |
| My talk is not as cheap | |
| And my thoughts are not as deep | |
| As the day I woke up to discover I lost my sheep | |
| head splitting tears, cement breaking | |
| Leaping for these people walking in their sleep | |
| these people walking in their sleep | |
| My talk is not as cheap | |
| And my thoughts are not as deep | |
| As the day I woke up to discover I lost my sheep | |
| Verse 2: Slug | |
| They say a picture' s worth a thousand words | |
| Well I beg a thousand pardons for each word I' ve used for personal gains | |
| But the letters that float through my head, demote my sentences | |
| Could never be contained by your simple picture frames | |
| For every intoxicated moment, I hate life | |
| I strive to balance my aura by dancing with the light | |
| And sometimes it' s difficult to stay quiet | |
| I fight it, each time I find myself walking across your eyelids | |
| Wishin' the malnutrition, the imagination of yours | |
| Could see the truth you breathe through each one of your pores | |
| And now the days are drastic, the nights last forever | |
| Wanna tear this mother er up and put it back together | |
| I' d like to ask the cats that act like they my peers | |
| If you spent the energy I' ve spit, tryin' to count the tears | |
| One of these days you' re gonna climb the tallest building of all | |
| Give a warning to those below and let the tears fall | |
| Chorus: Slug | |
| And with the all the head splitting tears, cement breaking | |
| weeping for these people walking in their sleep | |
| these people walking in their sleep | |
| My talk is not as cheap | |
| And my thoughts are not as deep | |
| As the day I woke up to discover I lost my sheep | |
| head splitting tears, cement breaking | |
| Leaping for these people walking in their sleep | |
| these people walking in their sleep | |
| My talk is not as cheap | |
| And my thoughts are not as deep | |
| As the day I woke up to discover I lost my sheep | |
| Brief Singing: Some Female 2X | |
| Nobodies here ' cept my mirror on the wall | |
| Verse 3: Slug | |
| The damage... overseen by anyone that comprehends | |
| The anguish... felt only by the ones that invest | |
| The language... was primitive, the listener complex | |
| And everybody was trying to define success | |
| All the selfproclaimed prophets dressed up to look like poets | |
| Pretendin' to be martyrs that they' re not | |
| You can learn all their names | |
| And engrave them on your brains | |
| Memories so you can spout them off the top spout them off the top | |
| Yo kill ' em all, and let God give ' em handcuffs | |
| The flood has begun, and no one has been paired up | |
| So I' ma take a second to beckon the downfall | |
| of your so called civilized nation | |
| Yo yo yo yo yo stop the sound now! | |
| Cough |
| zuò qǔ : Slug | |
| Verse 1: Slug | |
| A city of fools | |
| I wanna bash whoever' s responsible for this incomprehensible lack of passion | |
| The sucker' s been seduced down to the stick | |
| And the peasants fill their bellies with the poisons you omit | |
| I' ve come to seperate the heads and shoulders | |
| Of these tracin' paper soldiers | |
| That have been designated to take it over | |
| I' ma roll a couple of boulders off the cliff | |
| On the road below look out below | |
| ' Cause I don' t know what I' ma hit yo | |
| I live by the word until I die by your sword | |
| Even when I' m dead my head will live inside your RCA cords | |
| I wait for the right time, but it resembled nowadays | |
| Descended on the Earth to put an end to all your holidays | |
| The assassin covered in plain clothes | |
| Smothered the sunlight and set flame to your rainbows | |
| And then came the storm and then came the storm | |
| Bewildered those that didn' t contemplate | |
| Fake disguised as the norm as the norm | |
| And when the smoke evaporated and the damage was assessed | |
| The casualities were counted as they looked upon the mess | |
| As they focused they eyes on the horizon, who' da guessed? | |
| All that stood atop the hill was number seven silhouette | |
| Chorus: Slug | |
| And with this head splitting tears, cement breaking | |
| weeping for these people walking in their sleep | |
| these people walking in their sleep | |
| My talk is not as cheap | |
| And my thoughts are not as deep | |
| As the day I woke up to discover I lost my sheep | |
| head splitting tears, cement breaking | |
| Leaping for these people walking in their sleep | |
| these people walking in their sleep | |
| My talk is not as cheap | |
| And my thoughts are not as deep | |
| As the day I woke up to discover I lost my sheep | |
| Verse 2: Slug | |
| They say a picture' s worth a thousand words | |
| Well I beg a thousand pardons for each word I' ve used for personal gains | |
| But the letters that float through my head, demote my sentences | |
| Could never be contained by your simple picture frames | |
| For every intoxicated moment, I hate life | |
| I strive to balance my aura by dancing with the light | |
| And sometimes it' s difficult to stay quiet | |
| I fight it, each time I find myself walking across your eyelids | |
| Wishin' the malnutrition, the imagination of yours | |
| Could see the truth you breathe through each one of your pores | |
| And now the days are drastic, the nights last forever | |
| Wanna tear this mother er up and put it back together | |
| I' d like to ask the cats that act like they my peers | |
| If you spent the energy I' ve spit, tryin' to count the tears | |
| One of these days you' re gonna climb the tallest building of all | |
| Give a warning to those below and let the tears fall | |
| Chorus: Slug | |
| And with the all the head splitting tears, cement breaking | |
| weeping for these people walking in their sleep | |
| these people walking in their sleep | |
| My talk is not as cheap | |
| And my thoughts are not as deep | |
| As the day I woke up to discover I lost my sheep | |
| head splitting tears, cement breaking | |
| Leaping for these people walking in their sleep | |
| these people walking in their sleep | |
| My talk is not as cheap | |
| And my thoughts are not as deep | |
| As the day I woke up to discover I lost my sheep | |
| Brief Singing: Some Female 2X | |
| Nobodies here ' cept my mirror on the wall | |
| Verse 3: Slug | |
| The damage... overseen by anyone that comprehends | |
| The anguish... felt only by the ones that invest | |
| The language... was primitive, the listener complex | |
| And everybody was trying to define success | |
| All the selfproclaimed prophets dressed up to look like poets | |
| Pretendin' to be martyrs that they' re not | |
| You can learn all their names | |
| And engrave them on your brains | |
| Memories so you can spout them off the top spout them off the top | |
| Yo kill ' em all, and let God give ' em handcuffs | |
| The flood has begun, and no one has been paired up | |
| So I' ma take a second to beckon the downfall | |
| of your so called civilized nation | |
| Yo yo yo yo yo stop the sound now! | |
| Cough |
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