Song | Nothing Is Innocent - normal |
Artist | Over the Rhine |
Album | The Trumpet Child |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Berquist, Detweiler | |
We'd wake the dead | |
With voices in our head | |
We've gotten used to ignoring the truth | |
We close our eyes | |
And breathe and eat the lies | |
That tell us we're so much better than you | |
Silence is loud | |
Humility is so proud | |
Nothing is innocent now | |
All the king's men | |
Will serve scrambled eggs again | |
When white-washed walls come crashing down | |
We'll blink and nod | |
And say, "How odd" | |
And wonder why old friends don't come around | |
Silence is loud | |
Humility is so proud | |
Nothing is innocent now | |
The acid rain | |
We fear the pain | |
Will blister and burn the skin | |
But what is more | |
The fear we bore | |
Will eat us alive from within | |
Silence is loud | |
Humility is so proud | |
Nothing is innocent now | |
For you and me | |
In the land of the free | |
Nothing is innocent now | |
Nothing is innocent now | |
Nothing is innocent now |
zuo ci : Berquist, Detweiler | |
We' d wake the dead | |
With voices in our head | |
We' ve gotten used to ignoring the truth | |
We close our eyes | |
And breathe and eat the lies | |
That tell us we' re so much better than you | |
Silence is loud | |
Humility is so proud | |
Nothing is innocent now | |
All the king' s men | |
Will serve scrambled eggs again | |
When whitewashed walls come crashing down | |
We' ll blink and nod | |
And say, " How odd" | |
And wonder why old friends don' t come around | |
Silence is loud | |
Humility is so proud | |
Nothing is innocent now | |
The acid rain | |
We fear the pain | |
Will blister and burn the skin | |
But what is more | |
The fear we bore | |
Will eat us alive from within | |
Silence is loud | |
Humility is so proud | |
Nothing is innocent now | |
For you and me | |
In the land of the free | |
Nothing is innocent now | |
Nothing is innocent now | |
Nothing is innocent now |
zuò cí : Berquist, Detweiler | |
We' d wake the dead | |
With voices in our head | |
We' ve gotten used to ignoring the truth | |
We close our eyes | |
And breathe and eat the lies | |
That tell us we' re so much better than you | |
Silence is loud | |
Humility is so proud | |
Nothing is innocent now | |
All the king' s men | |
Will serve scrambled eggs again | |
When whitewashed walls come crashing down | |
We' ll blink and nod | |
And say, " How odd" | |
And wonder why old friends don' t come around | |
Silence is loud | |
Humility is so proud | |
Nothing is innocent now | |
The acid rain | |
We fear the pain | |
Will blister and burn the skin | |
But what is more | |
The fear we bore | |
Will eat us alive from within | |
Silence is loud | |
Humility is so proud | |
Nothing is innocent now | |
For you and me | |
In the land of the free | |
Nothing is innocent now | |
Nothing is innocent now | |
Nothing is innocent now |