Song | The Price Of My Soul |
Artist | That Petrol Emotion |
Album | End Of The Millenium Psychosis Blues |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : McLaughlin | |
In your poisoned mind | |
Bloated by your reign | |
Are your feelings dead | |
Sacrificed for gain | |
Oversights will shout | |
Contradictions scream | |
Pay them no heed | |
In your warped daydream | |
Blissful ignorance betrays you | |
All your false virtues will craze you | |
Your sense of justice will turn round and will betray you | |
Broken hearts can wield more power | |
Than a champagne life turned sour | |
Your alibis are growing weaker by the hour | |
You've forgotten to look 'round you | |
Maybe privilege makes you blind | |
And arrogance ignores the lessons | |
The ones I know we'll keep in mind | |
Buying self-respect | |
Plastic happiness | |
It's a house of straw | |
It's a cash caress | |
But it's out of bounds | |
There's no way you could afford | |
Or try to understand | |
The price that's on my soul | |
You've forgotten to look 'round you | |
Maybe privilege makes you blind | |
And arrogance ignores the lessons | |
The ones I know we'll keep in mind |
zuo ci : McLaughlin | |
In your poisoned mind | |
Bloated by your reign | |
Are your feelings dead | |
Sacrificed for gain | |
Oversights will shout | |
Contradictions scream | |
Pay them no heed | |
In your warped daydream | |
Blissful ignorance betrays you | |
All your false virtues will craze you | |
Your sense of justice will turn round and will betray you | |
Broken hearts can wield more power | |
Than a champagne life turned sour | |
Your alibis are growing weaker by the hour | |
You' ve forgotten to look ' round you | |
Maybe privilege makes you blind | |
And arrogance ignores the lessons | |
The ones I know we' ll keep in mind | |
Buying selfrespect | |
Plastic happiness | |
It' s a house of straw | |
It' s a cash caress | |
But it' s out of bounds | |
There' s no way you could afford | |
Or try to understand | |
The price that' s on my soul | |
You' ve forgotten to look ' round you | |
Maybe privilege makes you blind | |
And arrogance ignores the lessons | |
The ones I know we' ll keep in mind |
zuò cí : McLaughlin | |
In your poisoned mind | |
Bloated by your reign | |
Are your feelings dead | |
Sacrificed for gain | |
Oversights will shout | |
Contradictions scream | |
Pay them no heed | |
In your warped daydream | |
Blissful ignorance betrays you | |
All your false virtues will craze you | |
Your sense of justice will turn round and will betray you | |
Broken hearts can wield more power | |
Than a champagne life turned sour | |
Your alibis are growing weaker by the hour | |
You' ve forgotten to look ' round you | |
Maybe privilege makes you blind | |
And arrogance ignores the lessons | |
The ones I know we' ll keep in mind | |
Buying selfrespect | |
Plastic happiness | |
It' s a house of straw | |
It' s a cash caress | |
But it' s out of bounds | |
There' s no way you could afford | |
Or try to understand | |
The price that' s on my soul | |
You' ve forgotten to look ' round you | |
Maybe privilege makes you blind | |
And arrogance ignores the lessons | |
The ones I know we' ll keep in mind |