Trigger Happy Tarantula Lyrics
| Song | Trigger Happy Tarantula |
| Artist | A Static Lullaby |
| Album | A Static Lullaby |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Brown, Static Lullaby | |
| Violent screams have me buckled down | |
| From the way that it seems | |
| We need a remedy | |
| Embody me and kill this aching emptiness | |
| These are just fantasies | |
| Embalming me | |
| As I sleep | |
| What if you covered the face of the sun | |
| I am just a man what gives me hope | |
| I've shrouded the pain for too long | |
| I'm under the gun | |
| As I take a breath and take the plunge | |
| We expose our fears | |
| As these two cities burn | |
| In the back of my mind | |
| The will to move the will to die | |
| So I guess these tombs are | |
| More suited for the living | |
| Behind the curse reveals a man | |
| And I'm broken down | |
| Is it just possibly | |
| Revealing me | |
| No time to breathe | |
| What if you covered the face of the sun | |
| I am just a man what gives me hope | |
| I've shrouded the pain for too long | |
| I'm under the gun | |
| As I take a breath and take the plunge | |
| We expose our fears | |
| As these two cities burn | |
| In the back of my mind | |
| The will to hope the will to die | |
| What weathers him in the night | |
| And if misery shadows fate | |
| Then I've been caught | |
| Caught living on borrowed time | |
| This is my life | |
| Life on a splintering thread | |
| Open my eyes | |
| And blind this soul | |
| Swing by the sway | |
| Clinched to the thread | |
| This is my life | |
| At the hands of a serrated edge | |
| Open my eyes | |
| And blind this soul | |
| Tear from my mouth | |
| The most violent screams | |
| What if you covered the face of the sun | |
| I am just a man what gives me hope | |
| I've shrouded the pain for too long | |
| I'm under the gun | |
| As I take a breath and take the plunge | |
| We expose our fears | |
| As these two cities burn | |
| In the back of my mind | |
| It's almost time | |
| The will to move | |
| It's almost time | |
| The will to hope | |
| It's almost time | |
| The will to die |
| zuo qu : Brown, Static Lullaby | |
| Violent screams have me buckled down | |
| From the way that it seems | |
| We need a remedy | |
| Embody me and kill this aching emptiness | |
| These are just fantasies | |
| Embalming me | |
| As I sleep | |
| What if you covered the face of the sun | |
| I am just a man what gives me hope | |
| I' ve shrouded the pain for too long | |
| I' m under the gun | |
| As I take a breath and take the plunge | |
| We expose our fears | |
| As these two cities burn | |
| In the back of my mind | |
| The will to move the will to die | |
| So I guess these tombs are | |
| More suited for the living | |
| Behind the curse reveals a man | |
| And I' m broken down | |
| Is it just possibly | |
| Revealing me | |
| No time to breathe | |
| What if you covered the face of the sun | |
| I am just a man what gives me hope | |
| I' ve shrouded the pain for too long | |
| I' m under the gun | |
| As I take a breath and take the plunge | |
| We expose our fears | |
| As these two cities burn | |
| In the back of my mind | |
| The will to hope the will to die | |
| What weathers him in the night | |
| And if misery shadows fate | |
| Then I' ve been caught | |
| Caught living on borrowed time | |
| This is my life | |
| Life on a splintering thread | |
| Open my eyes | |
| And blind this soul | |
| Swing by the sway | |
| Clinched to the thread | |
| This is my life | |
| At the hands of a serrated edge | |
| Open my eyes | |
| And blind this soul | |
| Tear from my mouth | |
| The most violent screams | |
| What if you covered the face of the sun | |
| I am just a man what gives me hope | |
| I' ve shrouded the pain for too long | |
| I' m under the gun | |
| As I take a breath and take the plunge | |
| We expose our fears | |
| As these two cities burn | |
| In the back of my mind | |
| It' s almost time | |
| The will to move | |
| It' s almost time | |
| The will to hope | |
| It' s almost time | |
| The will to die |
| zuò qǔ : Brown, Static Lullaby | |
| Violent screams have me buckled down | |
| From the way that it seems | |
| We need a remedy | |
| Embody me and kill this aching emptiness | |
| These are just fantasies | |
| Embalming me | |
| As I sleep | |
| What if you covered the face of the sun | |
| I am just a man what gives me hope | |
| I' ve shrouded the pain for too long | |
| I' m under the gun | |
| As I take a breath and take the plunge | |
| We expose our fears | |
| As these two cities burn | |
| In the back of my mind | |
| The will to move the will to die | |
| So I guess these tombs are | |
| More suited for the living | |
| Behind the curse reveals a man | |
| And I' m broken down | |
| Is it just possibly | |
| Revealing me | |
| No time to breathe | |
| What if you covered the face of the sun | |
| I am just a man what gives me hope | |
| I' ve shrouded the pain for too long | |
| I' m under the gun | |
| As I take a breath and take the plunge | |
| We expose our fears | |
| As these two cities burn | |
| In the back of my mind | |
| The will to hope the will to die | |
| What weathers him in the night | |
| And if misery shadows fate | |
| Then I' ve been caught | |
| Caught living on borrowed time | |
| This is my life | |
| Life on a splintering thread | |
| Open my eyes | |
| And blind this soul | |
| Swing by the sway | |
| Clinched to the thread | |
| This is my life | |
| At the hands of a serrated edge | |
| Open my eyes | |
| And blind this soul | |
| Tear from my mouth | |
| The most violent screams | |
| What if you covered the face of the sun | |
| I am just a man what gives me hope | |
| I' ve shrouded the pain for too long | |
| I' m under the gun | |
| As I take a breath and take the plunge | |
| We expose our fears | |
| As these two cities burn | |
| In the back of my mind | |
| It' s almost time | |
| The will to move | |
| It' s almost time | |
| The will to hope | |
| It' s almost time | |
| The will to die |
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