Song | Muzzle Order |
Artist | Twelve Tribes |
Album | Midwest Pandemic |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Twelve Tribes | |
Conspired across the neck | |
There's new incentive for killing the messenger | |
Your war is our cancer | |
And I will hold its severed head I swear | |
Addiction loves the company of repulse | |
A beating heart will stop at nothing | |
To bury these words that curse me | |
I will bury these words | |
In case you're right | |
I am bleeding | |
When you try to run | |
I will be there | |
For the hunted | |
For the vexation | |
We are the opposition | |
For the bleeding to stop | |
For the hundred thousand eyes shut | |
We are the cure | |
Let 'em run from the sword | |
Searing through the flames | |
The serpent and the static between thoughts | |
I was dead and behold I will rise with the sun | |
To burn in triumph | |
With silver on our eyes | |
The city's on fire | |
This city's on fire | |
This city's on fire | |
In case you're right | |
I am bleeding | |
When you try to run | |
I will be there | |
For the hunted | |
For the vexation | |
We are the opposition | |
For the bleeding to stop | |
For the hundred thousand eyes shut | |
We are the cure | |
Let 'em run | |
Cut them across the neck | |
My hands won't let this fail | |
Your fate has been released | |
My heart with never hesitate |
zuo qu : Twelve Tribes | |
Conspired across the neck | |
There' s new incentive for killing the messenger | |
Your war is our cancer | |
And I will hold its severed head I swear | |
Addiction loves the company of repulse | |
A beating heart will stop at nothing | |
To bury these words that curse me | |
I will bury these words | |
In case you' re right | |
I am bleeding | |
When you try to run | |
I will be there | |
For the hunted | |
For the vexation | |
We are the opposition | |
For the bleeding to stop | |
For the hundred thousand eyes shut | |
We are the cure | |
Let ' em run from the sword | |
Searing through the flames | |
The serpent and the static between thoughts | |
I was dead and behold I will rise with the sun | |
To burn in triumph | |
With silver on our eyes | |
The city' s on fire | |
This city' s on fire | |
This city' s on fire | |
In case you' re right | |
I am bleeding | |
When you try to run | |
I will be there | |
For the hunted | |
For the vexation | |
We are the opposition | |
For the bleeding to stop | |
For the hundred thousand eyes shut | |
We are the cure | |
Let ' em run | |
Cut them across the neck | |
My hands won' t let this fail | |
Your fate has been released | |
My heart with never hesitate |
zuò qǔ : Twelve Tribes | |
Conspired across the neck | |
There' s new incentive for killing the messenger | |
Your war is our cancer | |
And I will hold its severed head I swear | |
Addiction loves the company of repulse | |
A beating heart will stop at nothing | |
To bury these words that curse me | |
I will bury these words | |
In case you' re right | |
I am bleeding | |
When you try to run | |
I will be there | |
For the hunted | |
For the vexation | |
We are the opposition | |
For the bleeding to stop | |
For the hundred thousand eyes shut | |
We are the cure | |
Let ' em run from the sword | |
Searing through the flames | |
The serpent and the static between thoughts | |
I was dead and behold I will rise with the sun | |
To burn in triumph | |
With silver on our eyes | |
The city' s on fire | |
This city' s on fire | |
This city' s on fire | |
In case you' re right | |
I am bleeding | |
When you try to run | |
I will be there | |
For the hunted | |
For the vexation | |
We are the opposition | |
For the bleeding to stop | |
For the hundred thousand eyes shut | |
We are the cure | |
Let ' em run | |
Cut them across the neck | |
My hands won' t let this fail | |
Your fate has been released | |
My heart with never hesitate |