Song | Broken Wingz |
Artist | Twiztid |
Album | Freek Show |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Twiztid | |
To all the angels of broken wings | |
Fly again, your flyin' again, your flyin' away | |
Would you fly with me? | |
Would die with me? | |
Come and fly with me | |
Come and die with me | |
When the times are gettin' harder to get you high away | |
You pray for better days, better days | |
Would you fly with me? | |
Would die with me? | |
Come and fly with me | |
Come and die with me | |
I'm trying to deal with it | |
Being different and all that | |
Invisible broken wings are fixed on my back | |
Pitch black your outta sight your outta mind | |
Who you don't see now, your gonna forget overtime | |
Let's rewind now how your wings got broke | |
Maybe it's because you took life for a goddamn joke | |
We the freekshow circus | |
Underated on purpose and can't muthafuckin' hurt us | |
I can't eat, causin' panics in the streets | |
Everybody runnin' you can see the axe comin', call us | |
Outcast we the strange on display | |
But little do they know | |
I give a fuck what they say | |
I represent all the killas and people who losted faith | |
Heaven's a journey and hell's just around me | |
Where's satan? | |
Just around the way | |
Heaven's a journey but hell's just around the | |
Muthafuckin' way | |
To all the angels of broken wings | |
Fly again, your flyin' again, your flyin' away | |
Would you fly with me? | |
Would die with me? | |
Come and fly with me | |
Come and die with me | |
When the times are gettin' harder to get you high away | |
You pray for better days, better days | |
Would you fly with me? | |
Would die with me? | |
Come and fly with me | |
Come and die with me | |
Automaticly, | |
I battle with anxiety | |
Cursed as a child circulated in society | |
Raised in the image of man don't understand | |
Or humility plan that contracts like rubber bands | |
On the sidelies where | |
I sit to spectate | |
On the normal servant to survive to circulate | |
To the base of the universe and cosmos | |
The only way out is to death or overdose | |
If they make it you can brag or bultch | |
You be the game | |
The life you know will never ever be the same | |
Transformed in a flash or light into a ghost | |
Losted and surrounded by the second hand smoke | |
Wings broke so you can't fly to heaven today | |
But hell's right around the way, right around the way | |
To all the angels of broken wings | |
Fly again, your flyin' again, your flyin' away | |
Would you fly with me? | |
Would die with me? | |
Come and fly with me | |
Come and die with me | |
When the times are gettin' harder to get you high away | |
You pray for better days, better days | |
Would you fly with me? | |
Would die with me? | |
Come and fly with me | |
Come and die with me | |
I had to end it all, life was a drag | |
Roamin' the earth, with the rest of the body bags | |
I love the fact that | |
I'm dead, but not injected | |
Cuz everytime twiztid's on | |
I'm ressurected | |
I can't fly, my wings don't work so | |
IGet high so my feelings ain't hurt | |
Fuck the world, don't ask me for shit | |
Dead and gone but it still don't quit | |
Children of the night never feel the sun | |
They never walk in the path of the chosen one | |
They got broken wings that are incapable to fly | |
Hair like spider legs and milk white eyes(x2) | |
My wings are broken and | |
I can't reach to the sky | |
I'm just a shell of a man without a spirit inside | |
I need a moment with you so | |
I can clear out my head | |
To you I'm alive | |
But to the world | |
I'm deadMy wings are broken and | |
I can't reach to the sky | |
Come and die with me | |
Man I like chicken if it's barbeque, barbeque, barbeque | |
I like chicken if it's barbeque, chicken if it's barbeque | |
Barbeque barbeque, | |
I like chicken if it's barbeque.. |
zuo qu : Twiztid | |
To all the angels of broken wings | |
Fly again, your flyin' again, your flyin' away | |
Would you fly with me? | |
Would die with me? | |
Come and fly with me | |
Come and die with me | |
When the times are gettin' harder to get you high away | |
You pray for better days, better days | |
Would you fly with me? | |
Would die with me? | |
Come and fly with me | |
Come and die with me | |
I' m trying to deal with it | |
Being different and all that | |
Invisible broken wings are fixed on my back | |
Pitch black your outta sight your outta mind | |
Who you don' t see now, your gonna forget overtime | |
Let' s rewind now how your wings got broke | |
Maybe it' s because you took life for a goddamn joke | |
We the freekshow circus | |
Underated on purpose and can' t muthafuckin' hurt us | |
I can' t eat, causin' panics in the streets | |
Everybody runnin' you can see the axe comin', call us | |
Outcast we the strange on display | |
But little do they know | |
I give a fuck what they say | |
I represent all the killas and people who losted faith | |
Heaven' s a journey and hell' s just around me | |
Where' s satan? | |
Just around the way | |
Heaven' s a journey but hell' s just around the | |
Muthafuckin' way | |
To all the angels of broken wings | |
Fly again, your flyin' again, your flyin' away | |
Would you fly with me? | |
Would die with me? | |
Come and fly with me | |
Come and die with me | |
When the times are gettin' harder to get you high away | |
You pray for better days, better days | |
Would you fly with me? | |
Would die with me? | |
Come and fly with me | |
Come and die with me | |
Automaticly, | |
I battle with anxiety | |
Cursed as a child circulated in society | |
Raised in the image of man don' t understand | |
Or humility plan that contracts like rubber bands | |
On the sidelies where | |
I sit to spectate | |
On the normal servant to survive to circulate | |
To the base of the universe and cosmos | |
The only way out is to death or overdose | |
If they make it you can brag or bultch | |
You be the game | |
The life you know will never ever be the same | |
Transformed in a flash or light into a ghost | |
Losted and surrounded by the second hand smoke | |
Wings broke so you can' t fly to heaven today | |
But hell' s right around the way, right around the way | |
To all the angels of broken wings | |
Fly again, your flyin' again, your flyin' away | |
Would you fly with me? | |
Would die with me? | |
Come and fly with me | |
Come and die with me | |
When the times are gettin' harder to get you high away | |
You pray for better days, better days | |
Would you fly with me? | |
Would die with me? | |
Come and fly with me | |
Come and die with me | |
I had to end it all, life was a drag | |
Roamin' the earth, with the rest of the body bags | |
I love the fact that | |
I' m dead, but not injected | |
Cuz everytime twiztid' s on | |
I' m ressurected | |
I can' t fly, my wings don' t work so | |
IGet high so my feelings ain' t hurt | |
Fuck the world, don' t ask me for shit | |
Dead and gone but it still don' t quit | |
Children of the night never feel the sun | |
They never walk in the path of the chosen one | |
They got broken wings that are incapable to fly | |
Hair like spider legs and milk white eyes x2 | |
My wings are broken and | |
I can' t reach to the sky | |
I' m just a shell of a man without a spirit inside | |
I need a moment with you so | |
I can clear out my head | |
To you I' m alive | |
But to the world | |
I' m deadMy wings are broken and | |
I can' t reach to the sky | |
Come and die with me | |
Man I like chicken if it' s barbeque, barbeque, barbeque | |
I like chicken if it' s barbeque, chicken if it' s barbeque | |
Barbeque barbeque, | |
I like chicken if it' s barbeque.. |
zuò qǔ : Twiztid | |
To all the angels of broken wings | |
Fly again, your flyin' again, your flyin' away | |
Would you fly with me? | |
Would die with me? | |
Come and fly with me | |
Come and die with me | |
When the times are gettin' harder to get you high away | |
You pray for better days, better days | |
Would you fly with me? | |
Would die with me? | |
Come and fly with me | |
Come and die with me | |
I' m trying to deal with it | |
Being different and all that | |
Invisible broken wings are fixed on my back | |
Pitch black your outta sight your outta mind | |
Who you don' t see now, your gonna forget overtime | |
Let' s rewind now how your wings got broke | |
Maybe it' s because you took life for a goddamn joke | |
We the freekshow circus | |
Underated on purpose and can' t muthafuckin' hurt us | |
I can' t eat, causin' panics in the streets | |
Everybody runnin' you can see the axe comin', call us | |
Outcast we the strange on display | |
But little do they know | |
I give a fuck what they say | |
I represent all the killas and people who losted faith | |
Heaven' s a journey and hell' s just around me | |
Where' s satan? | |
Just around the way | |
Heaven' s a journey but hell' s just around the | |
Muthafuckin' way | |
To all the angels of broken wings | |
Fly again, your flyin' again, your flyin' away | |
Would you fly with me? | |
Would die with me? | |
Come and fly with me | |
Come and die with me | |
When the times are gettin' harder to get you high away | |
You pray for better days, better days | |
Would you fly with me? | |
Would die with me? | |
Come and fly with me | |
Come and die with me | |
Automaticly, | |
I battle with anxiety | |
Cursed as a child circulated in society | |
Raised in the image of man don' t understand | |
Or humility plan that contracts like rubber bands | |
On the sidelies where | |
I sit to spectate | |
On the normal servant to survive to circulate | |
To the base of the universe and cosmos | |
The only way out is to death or overdose | |
If they make it you can brag or bultch | |
You be the game | |
The life you know will never ever be the same | |
Transformed in a flash or light into a ghost | |
Losted and surrounded by the second hand smoke | |
Wings broke so you can' t fly to heaven today | |
But hell' s right around the way, right around the way | |
To all the angels of broken wings | |
Fly again, your flyin' again, your flyin' away | |
Would you fly with me? | |
Would die with me? | |
Come and fly with me | |
Come and die with me | |
When the times are gettin' harder to get you high away | |
You pray for better days, better days | |
Would you fly with me? | |
Would die with me? | |
Come and fly with me | |
Come and die with me | |
I had to end it all, life was a drag | |
Roamin' the earth, with the rest of the body bags | |
I love the fact that | |
I' m dead, but not injected | |
Cuz everytime twiztid' s on | |
I' m ressurected | |
I can' t fly, my wings don' t work so | |
IGet high so my feelings ain' t hurt | |
Fuck the world, don' t ask me for shit | |
Dead and gone but it still don' t quit | |
Children of the night never feel the sun | |
They never walk in the path of the chosen one | |
They got broken wings that are incapable to fly | |
Hair like spider legs and milk white eyes x2 | |
My wings are broken and | |
I can' t reach to the sky | |
I' m just a shell of a man without a spirit inside | |
I need a moment with you so | |
I can clear out my head | |
To you I' m alive | |
But to the world | |
I' m deadMy wings are broken and | |
I can' t reach to the sky | |
Come and die with me | |
Man I like chicken if it' s barbeque, barbeque, barbeque | |
I like chicken if it' s barbeque, chicken if it' s barbeque | |
Barbeque barbeque, | |
I like chicken if it' s barbeque.. |