The Family God Lyrics
| Song | The Family God |
| Artist | Angels of Light |
| Album | Everything Is Good Here/Please Come Home |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Gira | |
| She waited right here for 25 years | |
| With nothing to win she wasted her tears | |
| She nailed shut the door | |
| Spilled herself on the floor | |
| She waited too long | |
| Then she waited some more | |
| Counting the hours | |
| How much can you take | |
| And what does she feel | |
| When she finally breaks | |
| And what was his name | |
| Oh God he fucked like a prince | |
| He bought her some gifts | |
| And new pills to take | |
| A Japanese sword | |
| A German gun with a shine | |
| A ring like the sun | |
| And a box with gold lines | |
| And a room with a bed | |
| Some thin cigarettes | |
| A window that stained | |
| And an endless ache | |
| That would never be | |
| Could never be | |
| Could never be | |
| Could never be | |
| Released | |
| There are people like us | |
| And we walk through this place | |
| And we look just like you | |
| But it's you that we hate | |
| With your struggles and joys | |
| And your freedom to choose | |
| And your freedom to choose | |
| Your freedom to choose | |
| Counting the time | |
| Filling the glass | |
| Counting our breath | |
| Which one will come last | |
| And what is this face | |
| I don't recognize | |
| Who's kissing those eyes | |
| That watch as you cry | |
| What have I done | |
| I don't care any more | |
| What have I become | |
| Who cares any more | |
| Just give me some more | |
| Give me some more | |
| Just give me some more | |
| Give me some more | |
| Release |
| zuo qu : Gira | |
| She waited right here for 25 years | |
| With nothing to win she wasted her tears | |
| She nailed shut the door | |
| Spilled herself on the floor | |
| She waited too long | |
| Then she waited some more | |
| Counting the hours | |
| How much can you take | |
| And what does she feel | |
| When she finally breaks | |
| And what was his name | |
| Oh God he fucked like a prince | |
| He bought her some gifts | |
| And new pills to take | |
| A Japanese sword | |
| A German gun with a shine | |
| A ring like the sun | |
| And a box with gold lines | |
| And a room with a bed | |
| Some thin cigarettes | |
| A window that stained | |
| And an endless ache | |
| That would never be | |
| Could never be | |
| Could never be | |
| Could never be | |
| Released | |
| There are people like us | |
| And we walk through this place | |
| And we look just like you | |
| But it' s you that we hate | |
| With your struggles and joys | |
| And your freedom to choose | |
| And your freedom to choose | |
| Your freedom to choose | |
| Counting the time | |
| Filling the glass | |
| Counting our breath | |
| Which one will come last | |
| And what is this face | |
| I don' t recognize | |
| Who' s kissing those eyes | |
| That watch as you cry | |
| What have I done | |
| I don' t care any more | |
| What have I become | |
| Who cares any more | |
| Just give me some more | |
| Give me some more | |
| Just give me some more | |
| Give me some more | |
| Release |
| zuò qǔ : Gira | |
| She waited right here for 25 years | |
| With nothing to win she wasted her tears | |
| She nailed shut the door | |
| Spilled herself on the floor | |
| She waited too long | |
| Then she waited some more | |
| Counting the hours | |
| How much can you take | |
| And what does she feel | |
| When she finally breaks | |
| And what was his name | |
| Oh God he fucked like a prince | |
| He bought her some gifts | |
| And new pills to take | |
| A Japanese sword | |
| A German gun with a shine | |
| A ring like the sun | |
| And a box with gold lines | |
| And a room with a bed | |
| Some thin cigarettes | |
| A window that stained | |
| And an endless ache | |
| That would never be | |
| Could never be | |
| Could never be | |
| Could never be | |
| Released | |
| There are people like us | |
| And we walk through this place | |
| And we look just like you | |
| But it' s you that we hate | |
| With your struggles and joys | |
| And your freedom to choose | |
| And your freedom to choose | |
| Your freedom to choose | |
| Counting the time | |
| Filling the glass | |
| Counting our breath | |
| Which one will come last | |
| And what is this face | |
| I don' t recognize | |
| Who' s kissing those eyes | |
| That watch as you cry | |
| What have I done | |
| I don' t care any more | |
| What have I become | |
| Who cares any more | |
| Just give me some more | |
| Give me some more | |
| Just give me some more | |
| Give me some more | |
| Release |
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