Song | Karmageddon |
Artist | Damn City |
Album | Gold Kids |
作词 : Mattia Cassibba | |
作曲 : Mattia Cassibba | |
Hey! Bring it on! Bring it on! Making memories, | |
outta trouble and strife… living on this knife’s edge! | |
Bring it on! Bring it on! Making memories, | |
outta trouble and strife… living on this knife’s EDGE! | |
Breaking down the barriers I keep on learn and seek, | |
I know when it’s time to sink or swim, | |
stoned kisses and drunk love, that was my life! | |
(was 2005) | |
Now I’m stronger and I live for today, | |
seeking and finding the “better days”, | |
“Brothers ‘till we die”, truer words were never spoken. | |
Hey! Bring it on! Bring it on! Making memories, | |
outta trouble and strife… living on this knife’s edge! | |
Bring it on! Bring it on! Making memories, | |
outta trouble and strife… living on this knife’s EDGE! | |
But sticks and stones never broke my bones, | |
standing outside our van watching the sun come up. | |
(Where’s my home?) | |
Karma it’s never proved wrong, | |
and pushed me as far as i can go. | |
…I can’t get, LOST AND FALL! | |
Every touch, every sight, every smell, every fight, | |
now I see even when I close my eyes, | |
now I see even when I close my eyes. | |
Me, my friends and memories under the sky. | |
Hey! Bring it on! Bring it on! Making memories, | |
outta trouble and strife… living on this knife’s edge! | |
Bring it on! Bring it on! Making memories, | |
outta trouble and strife… living on this knife’s edge! | |
Me, my friends and memories under the sky. |
zuò cí : Mattia Cassibba | |
zuò qǔ : Mattia Cassibba | |
Hey! Bring it on! Bring it on! Making memories, | |
outta trouble and strife living on this knife' s edge! | |
Bring it on! Bring it on! Making memories, | |
outta trouble and strife living on this knife' s EDGE! | |
Breaking down the barriers I keep on learn and seek, | |
I know when it' s time to sink or swim, | |
stoned kisses and drunk love, that was my life! | |
was 2005 | |
Now I' m stronger and I live for today, | |
seeking and finding the " better days", | |
" Brothers ' till we die", truer words were never spoken. | |
Hey! Bring it on! Bring it on! Making memories, | |
outta trouble and strife living on this knife' s edge! | |
Bring it on! Bring it on! Making memories, | |
outta trouble and strife living on this knife' s EDGE! | |
But sticks and stones never broke my bones, | |
standing outside our van watching the sun come up. | |
Where' s my home? | |
Karma it' s never proved wrong, | |
and pushed me as far as i can go. | |
I can' t get, LOST AND FALL! | |
Every touch, every sight, every smell, every fight, | |
now I see even when I close my eyes, | |
now I see even when I close my eyes. | |
Me, my friends and memories under the sky. | |
Hey! Bring it on! Bring it on! Making memories, | |
outta trouble and strife living on this knife' s edge! | |
Bring it on! Bring it on! Making memories, | |
outta trouble and strife living on this knife' s edge! | |
Me, my friends and memories under the sky. |