Song | The Priest And The Matador |
Artist | Senses Fail |
Album | Follow Your Bliss: The Best Of Senses Fail |
作词 : Nielsen, Senses Fail | |
Here I lie, | |
I'm staring at | |
Clouds and shapes of dogs and cats | |
I hear a woman, start to yell"Oh dear God, I think he fell" | |
I'm the arrow shot straight to hell | |
From the bow of | |
William Tell | |
My body lies kissing the ground | |
Like a cross turned upside down | |
A priest is rushing to my side | |
Begins to read me, my last rites | |
Father, you're too late, my faith is weak | |
So won't you save your half-hearted speech | |
I'm the arrow shot straight to hell | |
From the bow of | |
William Tell | |
My body lies kissing the ground | |
Like a cross turned upside down | |
A man bends down and says"Son, we're going to get through this oneTake my hand and let us pray" | |
I scream, "Please get the fuck away" | |
I'm the arrow shot straight to hell | |
From the bow of | |
William Tell | |
My body lies kissing the ground | |
Like a cross turned upside down | |
The ambulance is singing | |
As cops push back the crowd | |
I start to take my last breath | |
As blood pours out my mouth | |
The medics walk in my way | |
I think this could be it | |
I hear 'em start to state | |
The time of death is half past six | |
I'm the arrow shot straight to hell | |
I'm the arrow shot straight to hell |
zuò cí : Nielsen, Senses Fail | |
Here I lie, | |
I' m staring at | |
Clouds and shapes of dogs and cats | |
I hear a woman, start to yell" Oh dear God, I think he fell" | |
I' m the arrow shot straight to hell | |
From the bow of | |
William Tell | |
My body lies kissing the ground | |
Like a cross turned upside down | |
A priest is rushing to my side | |
Begins to read me, my last rites | |
Father, you' re too late, my faith is weak | |
So won' t you save your halfhearted speech | |
I' m the arrow shot straight to hell | |
From the bow of | |
William Tell | |
My body lies kissing the ground | |
Like a cross turned upside down | |
A man bends down and says" Son, we' re going to get through this oneTake my hand and let us pray" | |
I scream, " Please get the fuck away" | |
I' m the arrow shot straight to hell | |
From the bow of | |
William Tell | |
My body lies kissing the ground | |
Like a cross turned upside down | |
The ambulance is singing | |
As cops push back the crowd | |
I start to take my last breath | |
As blood pours out my mouth | |
The medics walk in my way | |
I think this could be it | |
I hear ' em start to state | |
The time of death is half past six | |
I' m the arrow shot straight to hell | |
I' m the arrow shot straight to hell |