| Song | Scraping The Barrel |
| Artist | Make Them Suffer |
| Album | Old Souls |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Sean Harmanis/Lachlan Monty/Nick McLernon/Tim Madden/Chris Arias-Real/Louisa Burton |
| [00:01.00] | 作曲 : Sean Harmanis/Lachlan Monty/Nick McLernon/Tim Madden/Chris Arias-Real/Louisa Burton |
| [00:16.33] | This is not a means to an ending |
| [00:19.89] | Just a broken and twisted path |
| [00:23.60] | Foreboding the droning tasks |
| [00:27.08] | That face the shell of a shattered man |
| [00:35.13] | The shell of a shattered man |
| [00:44.35] | Dripping.Incessant dripping won't stop |
| [00:47.94] | Not for the machines that bellow through the corridors |
| [00:51.75] | Nor for the joy and wonder from my mind |
| [00:54.98] | That oozes,pools and weeps through every orifice of mine |
| [00:59.06] | Patch it,plug it,dry it |
| [01:03.09] | Scramble and claw for the fragments that once were |
| [01:06.44] | Patch it,plug it,dryit |
| [01:10.58] | Piece it backtogether |
| [01:13.89] | Patch it,plug it,dryit |
| [01:17.69] | Scramble and claw for the fragments that once were |
| [01:21.31] | Patch it,plug it,dry it |
| [01:25.35] | Piece it back together |
| [01:33.01] | Now I'm scraping the barrel |
| [01:40.13] | And now I'm scraping the barrel |
| [01:44.89] | Is there something I must've just missed along the way |
| [01:50.82] | Apiece of me l somehow left behind and lost between the days? |
| [02:02.12] | And now I'm scraping the barrel |
| [02:12.42] | Scrape and rake my life away |
| [02:16.06] | Light grows dimmer every day |
| [02:17.71] | Repressed dreams confide in me |
| [02:19.60] | Taste and feel,erase the years |
| [02:23.04] | Another one down the hatch. |
| [02:40.86] | Patch it,plug it,dryit |
| [02:44.66] | Scramble and claw for the fragments that once were |
| [02:48.19] | Patch it,plug it,dryit |
| [02:52.30] | Piece it backtogether |
| [02:55.61] | Patch it,plug it,dry it |
| [02:59.47] | Scramble and claw for the fragments that once were |
| [03:03.02] | Patch it,plug it,dryit |
| [03:07.11] | Piece it back together |
| [03:11.84] | This is not a means to an ending |
| [03:15.36] | Just a broken and twisted path |
| [03:19.08] | Foreboding the droning tasks |
| [03:22.70] | That face the shell of a shattered man |
| [03:30.56] | The shell of a shattered man |
| [03:41.89] | Bottoms up,another one down the hatch |
| [03:48.81] | Bottoms up,another one down the hatch |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Sean Harmanis Lachlan Monty Nick McLernon Tim Madden Chris AriasReal Louisa Burton |
| [00:01.00] | zuo qu : Sean Harmanis Lachlan Monty Nick McLernon Tim Madden Chris AriasReal Louisa Burton |
| [00:16.33] | This is not a means to an ending |
| [00:19.89] | Just a broken and twisted path |
| [00:23.60] | Foreboding the droning tasks |
| [00:27.08] | That face the shell of a shattered man |
| [00:35.13] | The shell of a shattered man |
| [00:44.35] | Dripping. Incessant dripping won' t stop |
| [00:47.94] | Not for the machines that bellow through the corridors |
| [00:51.75] | Nor for the joy and wonder from my mind |
| [00:54.98] | That oozes, pools and weeps through every orifice of mine |
| [00:59.06] | Patch it, plug it, dry it |
| [01:03.09] | Scramble and claw for the fragments that once were |
| [01:06.44] | Patch it, plug it, dryit |
| [01:10.58] | Piece it backtogether |
| [01:13.89] | Patch it, plug it, dryit |
| [01:17.69] | Scramble and claw for the fragments that once were |
| [01:21.31] | Patch it, plug it, dry it |
| [01:25.35] | Piece it back together |
| [01:33.01] | Now I' m scraping the barrel |
| [01:40.13] | And now I' m scraping the barrel |
| [01:44.89] | Is there something I must' ve just missed along the way |
| [01:50.82] | Apiece of me l somehow left behind and lost between the days? |
| [02:02.12] | And now I' m scraping the barrel |
| [02:12.42] | Scrape and rake my life away |
| [02:16.06] | Light grows dimmer every day |
| [02:17.71] | Repressed dreams confide in me |
| [02:19.60] | Taste and feel, erase the years |
| [02:23.04] | Another one down the hatch. |
| [02:40.86] | Patch it, plug it, dryit |
| [02:44.66] | Scramble and claw for the fragments that once were |
| [02:48.19] | Patch it, plug it, dryit |
| [02:52.30] | Piece it backtogether |
| [02:55.61] | Patch it, plug it, dry it |
| [02:59.47] | Scramble and claw for the fragments that once were |
| [03:03.02] | Patch it, plug it, dryit |
| [03:07.11] | Piece it back together |
| [03:11.84] | This is not a means to an ending |
| [03:15.36] | Just a broken and twisted path |
| [03:19.08] | Foreboding the droning tasks |
| [03:22.70] | That face the shell of a shattered man |
| [03:30.56] | The shell of a shattered man |
| [03:41.89] | Bottoms up, another one down the hatch |
| [03:48.81] | Bottoms up, another one down the hatch |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Sean Harmanis Lachlan Monty Nick McLernon Tim Madden Chris AriasReal Louisa Burton |
| [00:01.00] | zuò qǔ : Sean Harmanis Lachlan Monty Nick McLernon Tim Madden Chris AriasReal Louisa Burton |
| [00:16.33] | This is not a means to an ending |
| [00:19.89] | Just a broken and twisted path |
| [00:23.60] | Foreboding the droning tasks |
| [00:27.08] | That face the shell of a shattered man |
| [00:35.13] | The shell of a shattered man |
| [00:44.35] | Dripping. Incessant dripping won' t stop |
| [00:47.94] | Not for the machines that bellow through the corridors |
| [00:51.75] | Nor for the joy and wonder from my mind |
| [00:54.98] | That oozes, pools and weeps through every orifice of mine |
| [00:59.06] | Patch it, plug it, dry it |
| [01:03.09] | Scramble and claw for the fragments that once were |
| [01:06.44] | Patch it, plug it, dryit |
| [01:10.58] | Piece it backtogether |
| [01:13.89] | Patch it, plug it, dryit |
| [01:17.69] | Scramble and claw for the fragments that once were |
| [01:21.31] | Patch it, plug it, dry it |
| [01:25.35] | Piece it back together |
| [01:33.01] | Now I' m scraping the barrel |
| [01:40.13] | And now I' m scraping the barrel |
| [01:44.89] | Is there something I must' ve just missed along the way |
| [01:50.82] | Apiece of me l somehow left behind and lost between the days? |
| [02:02.12] | And now I' m scraping the barrel |
| [02:12.42] | Scrape and rake my life away |
| [02:16.06] | Light grows dimmer every day |
| [02:17.71] | Repressed dreams confide in me |
| [02:19.60] | Taste and feel, erase the years |
| [02:23.04] | Another one down the hatch. |
| [02:40.86] | Patch it, plug it, dryit |
| [02:44.66] | Scramble and claw for the fragments that once were |
| [02:48.19] | Patch it, plug it, dryit |
| [02:52.30] | Piece it backtogether |
| [02:55.61] | Patch it, plug it, dry it |
| [02:59.47] | Scramble and claw for the fragments that once were |
| [03:03.02] | Patch it, plug it, dryit |
| [03:07.11] | Piece it back together |
| [03:11.84] | This is not a means to an ending |
| [03:15.36] | Just a broken and twisted path |
| [03:19.08] | Foreboding the droning tasks |
| [03:22.70] | That face the shell of a shattered man |
| [03:30.56] | The shell of a shattered man |
| [03:41.89] | Bottoms up, another one down the hatch |
| [03:48.81] | Bottoms up, another one down the hatch |