Song | Unnatural Act |
Artist | L.A. Guns |
Album | American Hardcore |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Crypt, Guns, Riley, Vandahl | |
Pretty as a picture hanging on the wall | |
But the wall is cracking and you, you're gonna fall | |
The world is tumbling and your colors bleed | |
Your frame is so tight that you, you gotta get free | |
Feel this, | |
I feel nothing | |
Fear this, | |
I fear nothing | |
Feel this, | |
I feel nothing | |
Fear this, feel me | |
Pray for me, | |
I'm turned around | |
Something lost, that can't be found | |
Beneath my feet there is no ground | |
Oh my God what is that sound | |
It's the most unnatural act, unnatural act | |
It's the most unnatural act, unnatural act | |
It's the most unnatural act, unnatural act | |
It's the most unnatural act, unnatural act | |
Deader than a doorknob, lying in the ground | |
But your body warms me and you, you can't make a sound | |
Your flesh is frigid and your lips are blue | |
But your words were colder when | |
I used to love you | |
Feel this, | |
I feel nothing | |
Fear this, | |
I fear nothing | |
Feel this, | |
I feel nothing | |
Fear this, fear me | |
Pray for me, | |
I'm turned around | |
Something lost that can't be found | |
Beneath my feet there is no ground | |
Oh my God what is that sound |
zuo ci : Crypt, Guns, Riley, Vandahl | |
Pretty as a picture hanging on the wall | |
But the wall is cracking and you, you' re gonna fall | |
The world is tumbling and your colors bleed | |
Your frame is so tight that you, you gotta get free | |
Feel this, | |
I feel nothing | |
Fear this, | |
I fear nothing | |
Feel this, | |
I feel nothing | |
Fear this, feel me | |
Pray for me, | |
I' m turned around | |
Something lost, that can' t be found | |
Beneath my feet there is no ground | |
Oh my God what is that sound | |
It' s the most unnatural act, unnatural act | |
It' s the most unnatural act, unnatural act | |
It' s the most unnatural act, unnatural act | |
It' s the most unnatural act, unnatural act | |
Deader than a doorknob, lying in the ground | |
But your body warms me and you, you can' t make a sound | |
Your flesh is frigid and your lips are blue | |
But your words were colder when | |
I used to love you | |
Feel this, | |
I feel nothing | |
Fear this, | |
I fear nothing | |
Feel this, | |
I feel nothing | |
Fear this, fear me | |
Pray for me, | |
I' m turned around | |
Something lost that can' t be found | |
Beneath my feet there is no ground | |
Oh my God what is that sound |
zuò cí : Crypt, Guns, Riley, Vandahl | |
Pretty as a picture hanging on the wall | |
But the wall is cracking and you, you' re gonna fall | |
The world is tumbling and your colors bleed | |
Your frame is so tight that you, you gotta get free | |
Feel this, | |
I feel nothing | |
Fear this, | |
I fear nothing | |
Feel this, | |
I feel nothing | |
Fear this, feel me | |
Pray for me, | |
I' m turned around | |
Something lost, that can' t be found | |
Beneath my feet there is no ground | |
Oh my God what is that sound | |
It' s the most unnatural act, unnatural act | |
It' s the most unnatural act, unnatural act | |
It' s the most unnatural act, unnatural act | |
It' s the most unnatural act, unnatural act | |
Deader than a doorknob, lying in the ground | |
But your body warms me and you, you can' t make a sound | |
Your flesh is frigid and your lips are blue | |
But your words were colder when | |
I used to love you | |
Feel this, | |
I feel nothing | |
Fear this, | |
I fear nothing | |
Feel this, | |
I feel nothing | |
Fear this, fear me | |
Pray for me, | |
I' m turned around | |
Something lost that can' t be found | |
Beneath my feet there is no ground | |
Oh my God what is that sound |