Song | Undestructable |
Artist | Gogol Bordello |
Album | Gypsy Punks Underdog World Strike |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Gogol Bordello, Hutz | |
When I was younger | |
I lived in fear | |
That incarceration of some kind is near | |
I checked my head in tact with rules | |
I nearly became a goddamn fool | |
But I've heard voices not in the head | |
Out in the air they called ahead | |
Through ripped out speakers | |
Through thick and thin | |
They found a shelter | |
Under my skin | |
How many darkest moments and traps | |
Still lay ahead of us | |
How many final frontiers | |
We gonna mount | |
And maybe no victory laps | |
But if you stepped on path of sacred art and stuck it out through thick and thin | |
God knows you become one | |
With undestructable | |
And so no longer live | |
I in fear | |
Them are too greedy to pay my asylum bills | |
This is my life and freedom is my profession | |
This is my mission throughout all flight duration | |
There is a core and it's hardcore | |
All is hardcore when made with love | |
Love is a voice of a savage soul | |
This savage love is | |
Undestructable |
zuo qu : Gogol Bordello, Hutz | |
When I was younger | |
I lived in fear | |
That incarceration of some kind is near | |
I checked my head in tact with rules | |
I nearly became a goddamn fool | |
But I' ve heard voices not in the head | |
Out in the air they called ahead | |
Through ripped out speakers | |
Through thick and thin | |
They found a shelter | |
Under my skin | |
How many darkest moments and traps | |
Still lay ahead of us | |
How many final frontiers | |
We gonna mount | |
And maybe no victory laps | |
But if you stepped on path of sacred art and stuck it out through thick and thin | |
God knows you become one | |
With undestructable | |
And so no longer live | |
I in fear | |
Them are too greedy to pay my asylum bills | |
This is my life and freedom is my profession | |
This is my mission throughout all flight duration | |
There is a core and it' s hardcore | |
All is hardcore when made with love | |
Love is a voice of a savage soul | |
This savage love is | |
Undestructable |
zuò qǔ : Gogol Bordello, Hutz | |
When I was younger | |
I lived in fear | |
That incarceration of some kind is near | |
I checked my head in tact with rules | |
I nearly became a goddamn fool | |
But I' ve heard voices not in the head | |
Out in the air they called ahead | |
Through ripped out speakers | |
Through thick and thin | |
They found a shelter | |
Under my skin | |
How many darkest moments and traps | |
Still lay ahead of us | |
How many final frontiers | |
We gonna mount | |
And maybe no victory laps | |
But if you stepped on path of sacred art and stuck it out through thick and thin | |
God knows you become one | |
With undestructable | |
And so no longer live | |
I in fear | |
Them are too greedy to pay my asylum bills | |
This is my life and freedom is my profession | |
This is my mission throughout all flight duration | |
There is a core and it' s hardcore | |
All is hardcore when made with love | |
Love is a voice of a savage soul | |
This savage love is | |
Undestructable |