Song | Retiring |
Artist | A Wilhelm Scream |
Album | Mute Print |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Angelini, Levesque, Pereira ... | |
Another jog through hell, but why are you pacing? | |
We're not out of the woods. | |
If this lesson fails, could | |
I pack up and leave? | |
I wonder if | |
I could. No, | |
I cannot ignore. | |
I cannot abort. | |
No, I cannot afford to lose what | |
I am owed. | |
To my esteemed colleagues, who smiled when they met me and hoped that | |
I would fail, forget the kind words told, and the complimentaries. | |
All you fucks can go to hell. | |
I guess I've known it all, but | |
I could not refuse to go. | |
I cannot ignore. | |
I cannot abort. | |
No, I cannot afford to lose what | |
I am owed. | |
Another jog through hell, and here we are pacing. | |
We burnt down the fucking woods. | |
I guess their lessons failed with one target remaining. | |
It's back to | |
Hollywood. |
zuo qu : Angelini, Levesque, Pereira ... | |
Another jog through hell, but why are you pacing? | |
We' re not out of the woods. | |
If this lesson fails, could | |
I pack up and leave? | |
I wonder if | |
I could. No, | |
I cannot ignore. | |
I cannot abort. | |
No, I cannot afford to lose what | |
I am owed. | |
To my esteemed colleagues, who smiled when they met me and hoped that | |
I would fail, forget the kind words told, and the complimentaries. | |
All you fucks can go to hell. | |
I guess I' ve known it all, but | |
I could not refuse to go. | |
I cannot ignore. | |
I cannot abort. | |
No, I cannot afford to lose what | |
I am owed. | |
Another jog through hell, and here we are pacing. | |
We burnt down the fucking woods. | |
I guess their lessons failed with one target remaining. | |
It' s back to | |
Hollywood. |
zuò qǔ : Angelini, Levesque, Pereira ... | |
Another jog through hell, but why are you pacing? | |
We' re not out of the woods. | |
If this lesson fails, could | |
I pack up and leave? | |
I wonder if | |
I could. No, | |
I cannot ignore. | |
I cannot abort. | |
No, I cannot afford to lose what | |
I am owed. | |
To my esteemed colleagues, who smiled when they met me and hoped that | |
I would fail, forget the kind words told, and the complimentaries. | |
All you fucks can go to hell. | |
I guess I' ve known it all, but | |
I could not refuse to go. | |
I cannot ignore. | |
I cannot abort. | |
No, I cannot afford to lose what | |
I am owed. | |
Another jog through hell, and here we are pacing. | |
We burnt down the fucking woods. | |
I guess their lessons failed with one target remaining. | |
It' s back to | |
Hollywood. |