Song | The Lying Lies & Dirty Secrets of Miss Erica Court |
Artist | Coheed and Cambria |
Album | Good Apollo I'm Burning Star IV, Vol. 1: From Fear Through the Eyes of Madness |
作曲 : Coheed & Cambria, Sanchez | |
They move too fast to be words behind your teeth | |
The give and go of most of your memories | |
But I'm not the one that they need pray for | |
If I've got it all then what does do | |
Leave it alone | |
Oh that once little boy we used to know | |
Are you willing... well? | |
Help!!! | |
Now off to the hell your God has sold | |
To find | |
That never again will you rely | |
On the words of your friends | |
In the unwritten end | |
For when you go they won't be following | |
Now sell all your friends | |
For the unwritten end | |
Cause when you go they won't be following him | |
I'll move the knife to show you of my cut | |
With the worst of truth from here | |
I drew no blood | |
So you're not as real just what I thought up | |
You're just a page I'll burn from a book | |
That has nothing to show | |
Of that once little boy we used to know | |
Am I killing you? | |
Help!!! | |
Now off to the hell your God has sold | |
To find | |
That never again will you rely | |
On the words of your friends | |
In the unwritten end | |
For when you go they won't be following | |
Now sell all your friends | |
For the unwritten end | |
Cause when you go they won't be following | |
No, no, I said "When you go they won't be following" | |
Whoa, no, I said "When you go they won't be following him" | |
Believer... believe it or not you'll know | |
When it ends and how it goes | |
Believer... believe it or not you'll know | |
When it ends and how it goes |
zuò qǔ : Coheed Cambria, Sanchez | |
They move too fast to be words behind your teeth | |
The give and go of most of your memories | |
But I' m not the one that they need pray for | |
If I' ve got it all then what does do | |
Leave it alone | |
Oh that once little boy we used to know | |
Are you willing... well? | |
Help!!! | |
Now off to the hell your God has sold | |
To find | |
That never again will you rely | |
On the words of your friends | |
In the unwritten end | |
For when you go they won' t be following | |
Now sell all your friends | |
For the unwritten end | |
Cause when you go they won' t be following him | |
I' ll move the knife to show you of my cut | |
With the worst of truth from here | |
I drew no blood | |
So you' re not as real just what I thought up | |
You' re just a page I' ll burn from a book | |
That has nothing to show | |
Of that once little boy we used to know | |
Am I killing you? | |
Help!!! | |
Now off to the hell your God has sold | |
To find | |
That never again will you rely | |
On the words of your friends | |
In the unwritten end | |
For when you go they won' t be following | |
Now sell all your friends | |
For the unwritten end | |
Cause when you go they won' t be following | |
No, no, I said " When you go they won' t be following" | |
Whoa, no, I said " When you go they won' t be following him" | |
Believer... believe it or not you' ll know | |
When it ends and how it goes | |
Believer... believe it or not you' ll know | |
When it ends and how it goes |