Song | The Kids Are All Wrong |
Artist | London After Midnight |
Album | Violent Acts of Beauty |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Brennan | |
Fame, hate, pain, | |
It all controls you. | |
Rage, fear, blame, | |
It satisfies you. | |
No one ever really loved you much anyway, | |
no one really understands so you'll make them pay. | |
They're the target, | |
they're the meat, | |
they're the animal. | |
You're the star, you are pure, | |
they're the criminal. | |
It isn't hard, bigger than God. | |
Filthy mind, you're one of my kind. | |
And I can see, how it should be, | |
we don't belong, | |
the Kids are all wrong. | |
The Kids are all wrong. | |
The Kids are all wrong. | |
Love, trust, faith, | |
It all escaped you. | |
Self, lies, rage, | |
And now this shape you. | |
It's from the Id, it has come to devour you. | |
You're the star no matter what they are telling you. | |
Make them afraid and they'll respect what you tell them to. | |
Make them afraid and maybe one day they'll love you too. | |
It isn't hard, bigger than God. | |
Filthy mind, you're one of my kind. | |
And I can see, how it should be, | |
we don't belong, | |
the Kids are all wrong. | |
It isn't hard, bigger than God. | |
Filthy mind, you're one of my kind. | |
And I can see, how it should be, | |
we don't belong, | |
the Kids are all wrong. | |
The Kids are all wrong. | |
The Kids are all wrong. | |
The Kids are all wrong. | |
The Kids are all wrong. | |
The Kids are all wrong. | |
The Kids are all wrong. | |
The Kids are all wrong. |
zuo qu : Brennan | |
Fame, hate, pain, | |
It all controls you. | |
Rage, fear, blame, | |
It satisfies you. | |
No one ever really loved you much anyway, | |
no one really understands so you' ll make them pay. | |
They' re the target, | |
they' re the meat, | |
they' re the animal. | |
You' re the star, you are pure, | |
they' re the criminal. | |
It isn' t hard, bigger than God. | |
Filthy mind, you' re one of my kind. | |
And I can see, how it should be, | |
we don' t belong, | |
the Kids are all wrong. | |
The Kids are all wrong. | |
The Kids are all wrong. | |
Love, trust, faith, | |
It all escaped you. | |
Self, lies, rage, | |
And now this shape you. | |
It' s from the Id, it has come to devour you. | |
You' re the star no matter what they are telling you. | |
Make them afraid and they' ll respect what you tell them to. | |
Make them afraid and maybe one day they' ll love you too. | |
It isn' t hard, bigger than God. | |
Filthy mind, you' re one of my kind. | |
And I can see, how it should be, | |
we don' t belong, | |
the Kids are all wrong. | |
It isn' t hard, bigger than God. | |
Filthy mind, you' re one of my kind. | |
And I can see, how it should be, | |
we don' t belong, | |
the Kids are all wrong. | |
The Kids are all wrong. | |
The Kids are all wrong. | |
The Kids are all wrong. | |
The Kids are all wrong. | |
The Kids are all wrong. | |
The Kids are all wrong. | |
The Kids are all wrong. |
zuò qǔ : Brennan | |
Fame, hate, pain, | |
It all controls you. | |
Rage, fear, blame, | |
It satisfies you. | |
No one ever really loved you much anyway, | |
no one really understands so you' ll make them pay. | |
They' re the target, | |
they' re the meat, | |
they' re the animal. | |
You' re the star, you are pure, | |
they' re the criminal. | |
It isn' t hard, bigger than God. | |
Filthy mind, you' re one of my kind. | |
And I can see, how it should be, | |
we don' t belong, | |
the Kids are all wrong. | |
The Kids are all wrong. | |
The Kids are all wrong. | |
Love, trust, faith, | |
It all escaped you. | |
Self, lies, rage, | |
And now this shape you. | |
It' s from the Id, it has come to devour you. | |
You' re the star no matter what they are telling you. | |
Make them afraid and they' ll respect what you tell them to. | |
Make them afraid and maybe one day they' ll love you too. | |
It isn' t hard, bigger than God. | |
Filthy mind, you' re one of my kind. | |
And I can see, how it should be, | |
we don' t belong, | |
the Kids are all wrong. | |
It isn' t hard, bigger than God. | |
Filthy mind, you' re one of my kind. | |
And I can see, how it should be, | |
we don' t belong, | |
the Kids are all wrong. | |
The Kids are all wrong. | |
The Kids are all wrong. | |
The Kids are all wrong. | |
The Kids are all wrong. | |
The Kids are all wrong. | |
The Kids are all wrong. | |
The Kids are all wrong. |