Song | Thus From My Lips, By Yours, My Sin Is Purged |
Artist | As Cities Burn |
Album | Son I Loved You At Your Darkest |
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作曲 : As Cities Burn | |
well, i've got a will but i want yours | |
i've got a growing heap of crosses and burdens | |
i've simply lost heart to shoulder | |
simply no strength to lift | |
i've always been a man in need | |
'cause i keep stepping in and out of the shadow | |
caught by the drift and pitch of whatever it is | |
that keeps me coming back | |
i want out | |
'cause i'm getting sick | |
sick from all this swerving | |
driver, sick from turning on you | |
someone show me a hole in this cycle | |
show me the way away and i'm coming back | |
the way i came | |
no! i've seen this place before | |
surely this is no place for the light of this world | |
oh how sweet the sound | |
i know it saved but is it changing a wretch like me | |
oh my God how sweet is the sound | |
i once was blind but now i just look away | |
stepping in and out of the shadow | |
stepping in and out | |
i just look away | |
my bride, i don't want to know what i'd be without | |
forgiveness brushing these adulterous lips |
zuo qu : As Cities Burn | |
well, i' ve got a will but i want yours | |
i' ve got a growing heap of crosses and burdens | |
i' ve simply lost heart to shoulder | |
simply no strength to lift | |
i' ve always been a man in need | |
' cause i keep stepping in and out of the shadow | |
caught by the drift and pitch of whatever it is | |
that keeps me coming back | |
i want out | |
' cause i' m getting sick | |
sick from all this swerving | |
driver, sick from turning on you | |
someone show me a hole in this cycle | |
show me the way away and i' m coming back | |
the way i came | |
no! i' ve seen this place before | |
surely this is no place for the light of this world | |
oh how sweet the sound | |
i know it saved but is it changing a wretch like me | |
oh my God how sweet is the sound | |
i once was blind but now i just look away | |
stepping in and out of the shadow | |
stepping in and out | |
i just look away | |
my bride, i don' t want to know what i' d be without | |
forgiveness brushing these adulterous lips |
zuò qǔ : As Cities Burn | |
well, i' ve got a will but i want yours | |
i' ve got a growing heap of crosses and burdens | |
i' ve simply lost heart to shoulder | |
simply no strength to lift | |
i' ve always been a man in need | |
' cause i keep stepping in and out of the shadow | |
caught by the drift and pitch of whatever it is | |
that keeps me coming back | |
i want out | |
' cause i' m getting sick | |
sick from all this swerving | |
driver, sick from turning on you | |
someone show me a hole in this cycle | |
show me the way away and i' m coming back | |
the way i came | |
no! i' ve seen this place before | |
surely this is no place for the light of this world | |
oh how sweet the sound | |
i know it saved but is it changing a wretch like me | |
oh my God how sweet is the sound | |
i once was blind but now i just look away | |
stepping in and out of the shadow | |
stepping in and out | |
i just look away | |
my bride, i don' t want to know what i' d be without | |
forgiveness brushing these adulterous lips |