Song | Drawn and Quartered |
Artist | D.R.I. |
Album | Full Speed Ahead |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : DRI | |
Come apart under stress | |
Opened up, | |
I won't confess | |
Pulled apart, they're four of me | |
Opened up, an oddity | |
Changing with the times | |
Like rolling with the punches | |
Basing my decisions | |
On theories and hunches | |
All I ever wanted to do | |
Was move forward | |
Being pulled | |
Four directions at once | |
Drawn and quartered | |
Come apart at the seams | |
Opened up for all to see | |
Coming apart, but | |
I don't cry | |
Opened up, but | |
I won't bleed | |
I won't, I won't bleed for | |
I won't, I won't bleed for you | |
I won't let you see | |
What's really inside me | |
Hidden somewhere in between | |
Buried beneath the skin and bone | |
Away rom the smiles which are lies | |
Ripped apart, | |
I just laugh | |
Opened up, can't help but laugh | |
Torn open, an open book | |
Opened up, please don't look | |
I won't let you see | |
What's really inside me | |
Hidden somewhere in between | |
Buried beneath the skin and bone | |
Away rom the smiles which are lies | |
Please don't, please don't look at | |
Please don't, please don't look at me [Lyrics: brecht] |
zuo ci : DRI | |
Come apart under stress | |
Opened up, | |
I won' t confess | |
Pulled apart, they' re four of me | |
Opened up, an oddity | |
Changing with the times | |
Like rolling with the punches | |
Basing my decisions | |
On theories and hunches | |
All I ever wanted to do | |
Was move forward | |
Being pulled | |
Four directions at once | |
Drawn and quartered | |
Come apart at the seams | |
Opened up for all to see | |
Coming apart, but | |
I don' t cry | |
Opened up, but | |
I won' t bleed | |
I won' t, I won' t bleed for | |
I won' t, I won' t bleed for you | |
I won' t let you see | |
What' s really inside me | |
Hidden somewhere in between | |
Buried beneath the skin and bone | |
Away rom the smiles which are lies | |
Ripped apart, | |
I just laugh | |
Opened up, can' t help but laugh | |
Torn open, an open book | |
Opened up, please don' t look | |
I won' t let you see | |
What' s really inside me | |
Hidden somewhere in between | |
Buried beneath the skin and bone | |
Away rom the smiles which are lies | |
Please don' t, please don' t look at | |
Please don' t, please don' t look at me Lyrics: brecht |
zuò cí : DRI | |
Come apart under stress | |
Opened up, | |
I won' t confess | |
Pulled apart, they' re four of me | |
Opened up, an oddity | |
Changing with the times | |
Like rolling with the punches | |
Basing my decisions | |
On theories and hunches | |
All I ever wanted to do | |
Was move forward | |
Being pulled | |
Four directions at once | |
Drawn and quartered | |
Come apart at the seams | |
Opened up for all to see | |
Coming apart, but | |
I don' t cry | |
Opened up, but | |
I won' t bleed | |
I won' t, I won' t bleed for | |
I won' t, I won' t bleed for you | |
I won' t let you see | |
What' s really inside me | |
Hidden somewhere in between | |
Buried beneath the skin and bone | |
Away rom the smiles which are lies | |
Ripped apart, | |
I just laugh | |
Opened up, can' t help but laugh | |
Torn open, an open book | |
Opened up, please don' t look | |
I won' t let you see | |
What' s really inside me | |
Hidden somewhere in between | |
Buried beneath the skin and bone | |
Away rom the smiles which are lies | |
Please don' t, please don' t look at | |
Please don' t, please don' t look at me Lyrics: brecht |