Song | The Failsafe |
Artist | Misery Signals |
Album | Mirrors |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Misery Signals | |
Breaking dawn will bring revenge | |
We should know by now | |
We're so sick | |
It was building up and no one was watching | |
We're running out of darkened corners to sweep the waste into | |
In our distracted focus no one had a chance | |
When we lined up at the edge | |
We were open wide | |
Like fools, waiting for a sign | |
It was a free fall | |
An act of desperation, our backs against the wall | |
It was a free fall | |
It was an act of desperation, down we go | |
As we all went blind, like an answer to the call of our outstretched hands | |
The hell be beckon crept inside | |
The vultures circling overhead | |
Starving to pick the skeletons we leave | |
On the eve of the end | |
As the world around us burns, the ashes shall rain | |
Somehow we still beg | |
Give us a sign | |
Dawn brings revenge | |
Patience won't mend the broken | |
Promise of something greater | |
The cables wrapped around out throat | |
Tonight pitch red cast over | |
Senses adrift, I lay me down | |
Plague wraps its arms around me | |
Down we go | |
It was a free fall | |
An act of desperation, our backs against the wall | |
It was a free fall | |
It was an act of desperation, down we go | |
When we lined up at the edge | |
We were open wide | |
Like fools, waiting for a sign |
zuo qu : Misery Signals | |
Breaking dawn will bring revenge | |
We should know by now | |
We' re so sick | |
It was building up and no one was watching | |
We' re running out of darkened corners to sweep the waste into | |
In our distracted focus no one had a chance | |
When we lined up at the edge | |
We were open wide | |
Like fools, waiting for a sign | |
It was a free fall | |
An act of desperation, our backs against the wall | |
It was a free fall | |
It was an act of desperation, down we go | |
As we all went blind, like an answer to the call of our outstretched hands | |
The hell be beckon crept inside | |
The vultures circling overhead | |
Starving to pick the skeletons we leave | |
On the eve of the end | |
As the world around us burns, the ashes shall rain | |
Somehow we still beg | |
Give us a sign | |
Dawn brings revenge | |
Patience won' t mend the broken | |
Promise of something greater | |
The cables wrapped around out throat | |
Tonight pitch red cast over | |
Senses adrift, I lay me down | |
Plague wraps its arms around me | |
Down we go | |
It was a free fall | |
An act of desperation, our backs against the wall | |
It was a free fall | |
It was an act of desperation, down we go | |
When we lined up at the edge | |
We were open wide | |
Like fools, waiting for a sign |
zuò qǔ : Misery Signals | |
Breaking dawn will bring revenge | |
We should know by now | |
We' re so sick | |
It was building up and no one was watching | |
We' re running out of darkened corners to sweep the waste into | |
In our distracted focus no one had a chance | |
When we lined up at the edge | |
We were open wide | |
Like fools, waiting for a sign | |
It was a free fall | |
An act of desperation, our backs against the wall | |
It was a free fall | |
It was an act of desperation, down we go | |
As we all went blind, like an answer to the call of our outstretched hands | |
The hell be beckon crept inside | |
The vultures circling overhead | |
Starving to pick the skeletons we leave | |
On the eve of the end | |
As the world around us burns, the ashes shall rain | |
Somehow we still beg | |
Give us a sign | |
Dawn brings revenge | |
Patience won' t mend the broken | |
Promise of something greater | |
The cables wrapped around out throat | |
Tonight pitch red cast over | |
Senses adrift, I lay me down | |
Plague wraps its arms around me | |
Down we go | |
It was a free fall | |
An act of desperation, our backs against the wall | |
It was a free fall | |
It was an act of desperation, down we go | |
When we lined up at the edge | |
We were open wide | |
Like fools, waiting for a sign |