Frozen Asleep In The Park Lyrics
| Song | Frozen Asleep In The Park |
| Artist | Communic |
| Album | Waves Of Visual Decay |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Stensland | |
| Never reveal the family secrets | |
| Hide the rats in your basement | |
| There's an old lady in her grey rags | |
| Who always sleeps in the park | |
| Nothing can ever change the past | |
| Her eyes look like they were made of glass | |
| But now there is no more pain to feel | |
| This morning she was found stone cold in the park | |
| Drawn into drugs to drain the pain | |
| Cold with fever - deny, or face the fact | |
| It's not that far away from here | |
| Not that far away from where we live | |
| A siren sounds and break the silence of the night | |
| Minds getting black | |
| No reconnection at all... | |
| Destined to schedule a new meeting | |
| Reach the human mind in the mirror | |
| Nothing is left but the door to the soul | |
| But you've been put on hold again... | |
| Details revealed in the morning paper | |
| Rumours spreading like fire in dry grass | |
| Nothing can ever change the past | |
| Her pale skin was torn by years in despairs | |
| But now there is no more pain to feel | |
| This morning she was found stone cold in the park | |
| Destined to schedule a new meeting | |
| Reach the human mind | |
| Into the mirror - into the mirror... | |
| Take a good look, into the eyes of the weak | |
| Let's throw them all away, like rats in the streets | |
| Paramedics are closing the black bag | |
| Kids are playing, laughing in the park | |
| No place to call home, no one even cares | |
| There is always a dark family secret to hide | |
| An old picture of the family queen | |
| She didn't leave them anything | |
| In the shadows the society feeds | |
| Frozen asleep in the park | |
| Drawn into drugs to drain the pain | |
| Cold with fever - deny, or face the fact | |
| It's not that far away from here | |
| Not that far away from where we live | |
| The siren sounds for the 5th time this night | |
| My mind is black | |
| Just another night in the park | |
| Destined to schedule a new meeting | |
| Get another fill to keep the blanket warm | |
| Nothing is left but the door to the soul | |
| But you've been put on hold again... |
| zuo qu : Stensland | |
| Never reveal the family secrets | |
| Hide the rats in your basement | |
| There' s an old lady in her grey rags | |
| Who always sleeps in the park | |
| Nothing can ever change the past | |
| Her eyes look like they were made of glass | |
| But now there is no more pain to feel | |
| This morning she was found stone cold in the park | |
| Drawn into drugs to drain the pain | |
| Cold with fever deny, or face the fact | |
| It' s not that far away from here | |
| Not that far away from where we live | |
| A siren sounds and break the silence of the night | |
| Minds getting black | |
| No reconnection at all... | |
| Destined to schedule a new meeting | |
| Reach the human mind in the mirror | |
| Nothing is left but the door to the soul | |
| But you' ve been put on hold again... | |
| Details revealed in the morning paper | |
| Rumours spreading like fire in dry grass | |
| Nothing can ever change the past | |
| Her pale skin was torn by years in despairs | |
| But now there is no more pain to feel | |
| This morning she was found stone cold in the park | |
| Destined to schedule a new meeting | |
| Reach the human mind | |
| Into the mirror into the mirror... | |
| Take a good look, into the eyes of the weak | |
| Let' s throw them all away, like rats in the streets | |
| Paramedics are closing the black bag | |
| Kids are playing, laughing in the park | |
| No place to call home, no one even cares | |
| There is always a dark family secret to hide | |
| An old picture of the family queen | |
| She didn' t leave them anything | |
| In the shadows the society feeds | |
| Frozen asleep in the park | |
| Drawn into drugs to drain the pain | |
| Cold with fever deny, or face the fact | |
| It' s not that far away from here | |
| Not that far away from where we live | |
| The siren sounds for the 5th time this night | |
| My mind is black | |
| Just another night in the park | |
| Destined to schedule a new meeting | |
| Get another fill to keep the blanket warm | |
| Nothing is left but the door to the soul | |
| But you' ve been put on hold again... |
| zuò qǔ : Stensland | |
| Never reveal the family secrets | |
| Hide the rats in your basement | |
| There' s an old lady in her grey rags | |
| Who always sleeps in the park | |
| Nothing can ever change the past | |
| Her eyes look like they were made of glass | |
| But now there is no more pain to feel | |
| This morning she was found stone cold in the park | |
| Drawn into drugs to drain the pain | |
| Cold with fever deny, or face the fact | |
| It' s not that far away from here | |
| Not that far away from where we live | |
| A siren sounds and break the silence of the night | |
| Minds getting black | |
| No reconnection at all... | |
| Destined to schedule a new meeting | |
| Reach the human mind in the mirror | |
| Nothing is left but the door to the soul | |
| But you' ve been put on hold again... | |
| Details revealed in the morning paper | |
| Rumours spreading like fire in dry grass | |
| Nothing can ever change the past | |
| Her pale skin was torn by years in despairs | |
| But now there is no more pain to feel | |
| This morning she was found stone cold in the park | |
| Destined to schedule a new meeting | |
| Reach the human mind | |
| Into the mirror into the mirror... | |
| Take a good look, into the eyes of the weak | |
| Let' s throw them all away, like rats in the streets | |
| Paramedics are closing the black bag | |
| Kids are playing, laughing in the park | |
| No place to call home, no one even cares | |
| There is always a dark family secret to hide | |
| An old picture of the family queen | |
| She didn' t leave them anything | |
| In the shadows the society feeds | |
| Frozen asleep in the park | |
| Drawn into drugs to drain the pain | |
| Cold with fever deny, or face the fact | |
| It' s not that far away from here | |
| Not that far away from where we live | |
| The siren sounds for the 5th time this night | |
| My mind is black | |
| Just another night in the park | |
| Destined to schedule a new meeting | |
| Get another fill to keep the blanket warm | |
| Nothing is left but the door to the soul | |
| But you' ve been put on hold again... |
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