Song | Everything Went Numb |
Artist | Streetlight Manifesto |
Album | Everything Goes Numb |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Kalnoky | |
And the story goes like this: | |
Everything went numb for the money and the guns and | |
Everytime he'd think it out: there's nothing to worry about. | |
Get in the van, don't deviate from the plan, | |
If everything goes smooth then you'll walk away a rich man. | |
So it begins, everybody walks in, | |
Could this be the way or the day that the underdog wins? | |
I think not, so I bet on the feds because the black hat men never win in the end. | |
Ski mask! (check!) | |
Sawed off! (check!) | |
Guilty conscience, fear of death. (check, check, check!) | |
Everything went numb when he stumbled upon | |
What he thought was going to be another means to the end. | |
Silence! Sirens! | |
It all went down like his nightmare the night before, | |
I don't want to hear, | |
I don't want to be near, | |
I do what I got to do just to keep my nose clean. | |
The story doesn't end here, | |
Don't fear for our hero ain't near the end, my friend. | |
Let's take it back to how it all began: | |
With a proposition, | |
And proposition starts with a capital p. | |
Or at least for me is what he said to himself | |
But himself ain't a lot when he's got nothing left | |
Of what was once a man, loved and loving, | |
He took that trip that turns something to nothing. | |
Right and wrong, | |
There's not a lot a difference when you're singing that poor man's song, | |
And that song it goes just a little like this. | |
Ski mask! (check!) | |
Sawed off! (check!) | |
Guilty conscience, fear of death. (check, check, check!) | |
Everything went numb when he stumbled upon | |
What he thought was going to be another means to the end. | |
Silence! Sirens! | |
It all went down like his nightmare the night before, | |
I don't want to hear, | |
I don't want to be near, | |
I do what I got to do just to keep my nose clean. |
zuo qu : Kalnoky | |
And the story goes like this: | |
Everything went numb for the money and the guns and | |
Everytime he' d think it out: there' s nothing to worry about. | |
Get in the van, don' t deviate from the plan, | |
If everything goes smooth then you' ll walk away a rich man. | |
So it begins, everybody walks in, | |
Could this be the way or the day that the underdog wins? | |
I think not, so I bet on the feds because the black hat men never win in the end. | |
Ski mask! check! | |
Sawed off! check! | |
Guilty conscience, fear of death. check, check, check! | |
Everything went numb when he stumbled upon | |
What he thought was going to be another means to the end. | |
Silence! Sirens! | |
It all went down like his nightmare the night before, | |
I don' t want to hear, | |
I don' t want to be near, | |
I do what I got to do just to keep my nose clean. | |
The story doesn' t end here, | |
Don' t fear for our hero ain' t near the end, my friend. | |
Let' s take it back to how it all began: | |
With a proposition, | |
And proposition starts with a capital p. | |
Or at least for me is what he said to himself | |
But himself ain' t a lot when he' s got nothing left | |
Of what was once a man, loved and loving, | |
He took that trip that turns something to nothing. | |
Right and wrong, | |
There' s not a lot a difference when you' re singing that poor man' s song, | |
And that song it goes just a little like this. | |
Ski mask! check! | |
Sawed off! check! | |
Guilty conscience, fear of death. check, check, check! | |
Everything went numb when he stumbled upon | |
What he thought was going to be another means to the end. | |
Silence! Sirens! | |
It all went down like his nightmare the night before, | |
I don' t want to hear, | |
I don' t want to be near, | |
I do what I got to do just to keep my nose clean. |
zuò qǔ : Kalnoky | |
And the story goes like this: | |
Everything went numb for the money and the guns and | |
Everytime he' d think it out: there' s nothing to worry about. | |
Get in the van, don' t deviate from the plan, | |
If everything goes smooth then you' ll walk away a rich man. | |
So it begins, everybody walks in, | |
Could this be the way or the day that the underdog wins? | |
I think not, so I bet on the feds because the black hat men never win in the end. | |
Ski mask! check! | |
Sawed off! check! | |
Guilty conscience, fear of death. check, check, check! | |
Everything went numb when he stumbled upon | |
What he thought was going to be another means to the end. | |
Silence! Sirens! | |
It all went down like his nightmare the night before, | |
I don' t want to hear, | |
I don' t want to be near, | |
I do what I got to do just to keep my nose clean. | |
The story doesn' t end here, | |
Don' t fear for our hero ain' t near the end, my friend. | |
Let' s take it back to how it all began: | |
With a proposition, | |
And proposition starts with a capital p. | |
Or at least for me is what he said to himself | |
But himself ain' t a lot when he' s got nothing left | |
Of what was once a man, loved and loving, | |
He took that trip that turns something to nothing. | |
Right and wrong, | |
There' s not a lot a difference when you' re singing that poor man' s song, | |
And that song it goes just a little like this. | |
Ski mask! check! | |
Sawed off! check! | |
Guilty conscience, fear of death. check, check, check! | |
Everything went numb when he stumbled upon | |
What he thought was going to be another means to the end. | |
Silence! Sirens! | |
It all went down like his nightmare the night before, | |
I don' t want to hear, | |
I don' t want to be near, | |
I do what I got to do just to keep my nose clean. |