Song | Weapon Of Vanity |
Artist | Soilwork |
Album | Stabbing the drama |
作词 : Soilwork | |
They play divine as immortal sons | |
Pulling triggers and then they switch and run | |
As long as you have nothing to add | |
They run the show | |
How! Can you get a single shot with a life like that? | |
Now! Will you ever conclude as it turns to a lack? | |
Deceivement, believe it do you feel it flow? | |
As a weapon of your vanity | |
They crave for a soul aching desire(Won't you play with me?) | |
As time's standing still they've praised a liar | |
So now let me get a single minute of your precious time | |
So how do you feel now as the vanity is easy to find? | |
Deceivement, believe it can you feel it grow? | |
They crave for a soul aching desire(Won't you play with me?) | |
As time's standing still they've praised a liar | |
I swear, you're nothing like me | |
And it will never set you free | |
You won't be able to be down there alone | |
They fill you up 'til you're ripped and torn | |
Your life is out there for disposal | |
Knocked out, before you're ready to leave' | |
Cause I swear, you're nothing like me | |
As I reckon you insanity | |
They crave for a soul aching desire(Won't you play with me?) | |
As time's standing still they've praised a liar | |
They crave for a soul aching desire(Won't you play with me?) | |
As time's standing still they've praised a liar |
zuò cí : Soilwork | |
They play divine as immortal sons | |
Pulling triggers and then they switch and run | |
As long as you have nothing to add | |
They run the show | |
How! Can you get a single shot with a life like that? | |
Now! Will you ever conclude as it turns to a lack? | |
Deceivement, believe it do you feel it flow? | |
As a weapon of your vanity | |
They crave for a soul aching desire Won' t you play with me? | |
As time' s standing still they' ve praised a liar | |
So now let me get a single minute of your precious time | |
So how do you feel now as the vanity is easy to find? | |
Deceivement, believe it can you feel it grow? | |
They crave for a soul aching desire Won' t you play with me? | |
As time' s standing still they' ve praised a liar | |
I swear, you' re nothing like me | |
And it will never set you free | |
You won' t be able to be down there alone | |
They fill you up ' til you' re ripped and torn | |
Your life is out there for disposal | |
Knocked out, before you' re ready to leave' | |
Cause I swear, you' re nothing like me | |
As I reckon you insanity | |
They crave for a soul aching desire Won' t you play with me? | |
As time' s standing still they' ve praised a liar | |
They crave for a soul aching desire Won' t you play with me? | |
As time' s standing still they' ve praised a liar |