Song | End in Fire |
Artist | AlphaWolves |
Album | Refuge |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Marco Mantovani/Daniele Tofani | |
作曲 : Marco Mantovani/Daniele Tofani | |
There's a place on earth | |
Where people live in fast lanes | |
And their white souls all | |
March in a black parade | |
I've been there before | |
A tunnel of drugs and pain | |
Where chaos rises can't be born again | |
'Cause it's breathing down my | |
Neck, ghost | |
You will never be clean in the land of dirt | |
Faith, lust | |
If you travel in a coffin, there's no way home | |
Some say the world will end in fire | |
I say that everything's already dead | |
No pleasure now and no desire | |
Just need a pill to fall asleep again | |
Matches in my hands | |
And a room full of gasoline | |
Now every secret got useless to keep | |
Death or life? | |
We're always in between | |
But all the scars have never seemed so deep | |
Never seemed so | |
Deep, ghost | |
You will never be clean in the land of dirt | |
Faith, lust | |
If you travel in a coffin, there's no way home | |
Hate, love | |
Get used to all the demons you fear the most | |
Pure, dope | |
You’re living in a cradle among the wolves | |
Some say the world will end in fire | |
I say that everything's already dead | |
No pleasure now and no desire | |
Just need a pill to fall asleep again | |
Lay down and watch the world expire | |
From outer space where desperately I roam | |
No pleasure now and no desire | |
This is a planet I can’t call my home |
zuo ci : Marco Mantovani Daniele Tofani | |
zuo qu : Marco Mantovani Daniele Tofani | |
There' s a place on earth | |
Where people live in fast lanes | |
And their white souls all | |
March in a black parade | |
I' ve been there before | |
A tunnel of drugs and pain | |
Where chaos rises can' t be born again | |
' Cause it' s breathing down my | |
Neck, ghost | |
You will never be clean in the land of dirt | |
Faith, lust | |
If you travel in a coffin, there' s no way home | |
Some say the world will end in fire | |
I say that everything' s already dead | |
No pleasure now and no desire | |
Just need a pill to fall asleep again | |
Matches in my hands | |
And a room full of gasoline | |
Now every secret got useless to keep | |
Death or life? | |
We' re always in between | |
But all the scars have never seemed so deep | |
Never seemed so | |
Deep, ghost | |
You will never be clean in the land of dirt | |
Faith, lust | |
If you travel in a coffin, there' s no way home | |
Hate, love | |
Get used to all the demons you fear the most | |
Pure, dope | |
You' re living in a cradle among the wolves | |
Some say the world will end in fire | |
I say that everything' s already dead | |
No pleasure now and no desire | |
Just need a pill to fall asleep again | |
Lay down and watch the world expire | |
From outer space where desperately I roam | |
No pleasure now and no desire | |
This is a planet I can' t call my home |
zuò cí : Marco Mantovani Daniele Tofani | |
zuò qǔ : Marco Mantovani Daniele Tofani | |
There' s a place on earth | |
Where people live in fast lanes | |
And their white souls all | |
March in a black parade | |
I' ve been there before | |
A tunnel of drugs and pain | |
Where chaos rises can' t be born again | |
' Cause it' s breathing down my | |
Neck, ghost | |
You will never be clean in the land of dirt | |
Faith, lust | |
If you travel in a coffin, there' s no way home | |
Some say the world will end in fire | |
I say that everything' s already dead | |
No pleasure now and no desire | |
Just need a pill to fall asleep again | |
Matches in my hands | |
And a room full of gasoline | |
Now every secret got useless to keep | |
Death or life? | |
We' re always in between | |
But all the scars have never seemed so deep | |
Never seemed so | |
Deep, ghost | |
You will never be clean in the land of dirt | |
Faith, lust | |
If you travel in a coffin, there' s no way home | |
Hate, love | |
Get used to all the demons you fear the most | |
Pure, dope | |
You' re living in a cradle among the wolves | |
Some say the world will end in fire | |
I say that everything' s already dead | |
No pleasure now and no desire | |
Just need a pill to fall asleep again | |
Lay down and watch the world expire | |
From outer space where desperately I roam | |
No pleasure now and no desire | |
This is a planet I can' t call my home |