| Song | Gravity Wins |
| Artist | Paint It Black |
| Album | New Lexicon |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Paint It Black | |
| We're more than just the sum of our parts. | |
| Hands off our bodies, hands off our hearts. | |
| And who the fuck are they to tell us where we can and can't find divinity? | |
| We looked around and found their god nowhere in the vicinity. | |
| Because I see too much hunger and too much greed. | |
| What we want getting in the way of what we need. | |
| Too much neglect and too much blight. | |
| You point your finger, instead of trying to live your life right. | |
| We've been condemned. | |
| We've been gagged and bound. | |
| The hand that feeds becomes the hand that keeps us down. | |
| The rain won't wash away your sins. | |
| You're gonna fall. | |
| Gravity wins. |
| zuo qu : Paint It Black | |
| We' re more than just the sum of our parts. | |
| Hands off our bodies, hands off our hearts. | |
| And who the fuck are they to tell us where we can and can' t find divinity? | |
| We looked around and found their god nowhere in the vicinity. | |
| Because I see too much hunger and too much greed. | |
| What we want getting in the way of what we need. | |
| Too much neglect and too much blight. | |
| You point your finger, instead of trying to live your life right. | |
| We' ve been condemned. | |
| We' ve been gagged and bound. | |
| The hand that feeds becomes the hand that keeps us down. | |
| The rain won' t wash away your sins. | |
| You' re gonna fall. | |
| Gravity wins. |
| zuò qǔ : Paint It Black | |
| We' re more than just the sum of our parts. | |
| Hands off our bodies, hands off our hearts. | |
| And who the fuck are they to tell us where we can and can' t find divinity? | |
| We looked around and found their god nowhere in the vicinity. | |
| Because I see too much hunger and too much greed. | |
| What we want getting in the way of what we need. | |
| Too much neglect and too much blight. | |
| You point your finger, instead of trying to live your life right. | |
| We' ve been condemned. | |
| We' ve been gagged and bound. | |
| The hand that feeds becomes the hand that keeps us down. | |
| The rain won' t wash away your sins. | |
| You' re gonna fall. | |
| Gravity wins. |