Song | Fading Of The Man |
Artist | Republica |
Album | Speed Ballads |
作词 : Dorney, Male, Saffron | |
Ice cold, heart stone | |
You want fresh meat, but i won't eat it | |
You can't touch me, your insides ugly | |
It's a slap in the face, but you gave it away | |
You give in to fame | |
Then, you found yourself high | |
And you're gonna feel low | |
And you find yourself colder than the winter | |
Can't bare to be alone | |
Faded man | |
Ice cold, bare bones | |
You take flesh and you take asprin, | |
Glad i faked it, 'cos now its ended | |
'cos you found yourself high, now you're going below | |
When your throat becomes dry, and you wanna go home | |
Faded man | |
But the airports are closed, and your credit card knows | |
Your honesty's left back on the runway | |
Screaming for the phone, it's the fading of a man | |
Like a slap in the face, but you gave it away | |
You gave in to fame | |
Then, you found yourself high | |
And you're gonna feel low | |
And you find yourself colder than the winter | |
Melting like the snow | |
Faded man | |
And you find yourself high, now your going below | |
And your faces are changing like the seasons | |
Breaking like a bone | |
It's the fading of a man |
zuò cí : Dorney, Male, Saffron | |
Ice cold, heart stone | |
You want fresh meat, but i won' t eat it | |
You can' t touch me, your insides ugly | |
It' s a slap in the face, but you gave it away | |
You give in to fame | |
Then, you found yourself high | |
And you' re gonna feel low | |
And you find yourself colder than the winter | |
Can' t bare to be alone | |
Faded man | |
Ice cold, bare bones | |
You take flesh and you take asprin, | |
Glad i faked it, ' cos now its ended | |
' cos you found yourself high, now you' re going below | |
When your throat becomes dry, and you wanna go home | |
Faded man | |
But the airports are closed, and your credit card knows | |
Your honesty' s left back on the runway | |
Screaming for the phone, it' s the fading of a man | |
Like a slap in the face, but you gave it away | |
You gave in to fame | |
Then, you found yourself high | |
And you' re gonna feel low | |
And you find yourself colder than the winter | |
Melting like the snow | |
Faded man | |
And you find yourself high, now your going below | |
And your faces are changing like the seasons | |
Breaking like a bone | |
It' s the fading of a man |