Song | Hell on the Rise |
Artist | Maylene and the Sons of Disaster |
Album | Maylene and the Sons of Disaster |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Cornutt, Mosley, Taylor ... | |
Dressed like angels, just off the medicine show | |
With track marks, painting such a pretty blue | |
Last one in line for the healing of woes | |
I can see the faces looking pretty grim | |
Ambience foretold and now this stone is caving from within | |
Our simplicity, lost or whatever the cost, you better start running | |
There's no shadows that sight hell that's on the horizon faces looking pretty grim | |
Our simplicity, lost or whatever the cost, you better start running | |
Whores with halos, wishing for wings | |
Your children yearning for their disease | |
Give us that potion to make everything right | |
Feel the healing spiking my veins tonight | |
Give us that potion to make everything right | |
Feel the healing spiking my veins tonight | |
You want the pack, we're blazing through | |
Run for the hills, run for the hills, the south's gonna take you | |
Whores with halos, wishing for wings | |
Your children yearning for their disease | |
Smoke liftin, my mark, on the street | |
Hell's comin, watch the followers meet |
zuo qu : Cornutt, Mosley, Taylor ... | |
Dressed like angels, just off the medicine show | |
With track marks, painting such a pretty blue | |
Last one in line for the healing of woes | |
I can see the faces looking pretty grim | |
Ambience foretold and now this stone is caving from within | |
Our simplicity, lost or whatever the cost, you better start running | |
There' s no shadows that sight hell that' s on the horizon faces looking pretty grim | |
Our simplicity, lost or whatever the cost, you better start running | |
Whores with halos, wishing for wings | |
Your children yearning for their disease | |
Give us that potion to make everything right | |
Feel the healing spiking my veins tonight | |
Give us that potion to make everything right | |
Feel the healing spiking my veins tonight | |
You want the pack, we' re blazing through | |
Run for the hills, run for the hills, the south' s gonna take you | |
Whores with halos, wishing for wings | |
Your children yearning for their disease | |
Smoke liftin, my mark, on the street | |
Hell' s comin, watch the followers meet |
zuò qǔ : Cornutt, Mosley, Taylor ... | |
Dressed like angels, just off the medicine show | |
With track marks, painting such a pretty blue | |
Last one in line for the healing of woes | |
I can see the faces looking pretty grim | |
Ambience foretold and now this stone is caving from within | |
Our simplicity, lost or whatever the cost, you better start running | |
There' s no shadows that sight hell that' s on the horizon faces looking pretty grim | |
Our simplicity, lost or whatever the cost, you better start running | |
Whores with halos, wishing for wings | |
Your children yearning for their disease | |
Give us that potion to make everything right | |
Feel the healing spiking my veins tonight | |
Give us that potion to make everything right | |
Feel the healing spiking my veins tonight | |
You want the pack, we' re blazing through | |
Run for the hills, run for the hills, the south' s gonna take you | |
Whores with halos, wishing for wings | |
Your children yearning for their disease | |
Smoke liftin, my mark, on the street | |
Hell' s comin, watch the followers meet |