Paper Tiger (Fakin' The Punk) Lyrics
| Song | Paper Tiger (Fakin' The Punk) |
| Artist | Sick of It All |
| Album | Life On The Ropes |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Sick Of It All | |
| Once there was a purpose, once there was a voice | |
| Its gotten so deluded, robbed of its claws | |
| Picked, stripped, bones clean | |
| Left the heart, took what you need | |
| Waterd down, now it's just a parody | |
| Once there was a reason, once there was a soulo | |
| Now just a paper tiger, roaring at the mall | |
| Picked, stripped, bones clean | |
| You've got the look, you've got the style | |
| Left the substance, in a year where will you be | |
| Somebody's fakin' it | |
| Somebody's fakin' it | |
| Somebody's fakin' it | |
| Somebody's fake | |
| Call you out, its not a comodity | |
| Call you out, without integrity | |
| Call you out, or an ego driven game | |
| Call you out, let you in with open arms and open mind | |
| You had a taste | |
| You turn around, spit it out | |
| And slap it right in the face | |
| Somebody's fakin' it | |
| Look at them they're fakin' it | |
| Fakin' the punk |
| zuo ci : Sick Of It All | |
| Once there was a purpose, once there was a voice | |
| Its gotten so deluded, robbed of its claws | |
| Picked, stripped, bones clean | |
| Left the heart, took what you need | |
| Waterd down, now it' s just a parody | |
| Once there was a reason, once there was a soulo | |
| Now just a paper tiger, roaring at the mall | |
| Picked, stripped, bones clean | |
| You' ve got the look, you' ve got the style | |
| Left the substance, in a year where will you be | |
| Somebody' s fakin' it | |
| Somebody' s fakin' it | |
| Somebody' s fakin' it | |
| Somebody' s fake | |
| Call you out, its not a comodity | |
| Call you out, without integrity | |
| Call you out, or an ego driven game | |
| Call you out, let you in with open arms and open mind | |
| You had a taste | |
| You turn around, spit it out | |
| And slap it right in the face | |
| Somebody' s fakin' it | |
| Look at them they' re fakin' it | |
| Fakin' the punk |
| zuò cí : Sick Of It All | |
| Once there was a purpose, once there was a voice | |
| Its gotten so deluded, robbed of its claws | |
| Picked, stripped, bones clean | |
| Left the heart, took what you need | |
| Waterd down, now it' s just a parody | |
| Once there was a reason, once there was a soulo | |
| Now just a paper tiger, roaring at the mall | |
| Picked, stripped, bones clean | |
| You' ve got the look, you' ve got the style | |
| Left the substance, in a year where will you be | |
| Somebody' s fakin' it | |
| Somebody' s fakin' it | |
| Somebody' s fakin' it | |
| Somebody' s fake | |
| Call you out, its not a comodity | |
| Call you out, without integrity | |
| Call you out, or an ego driven game | |
| Call you out, let you in with open arms and open mind | |
| You had a taste | |
| You turn around, spit it out | |
| And slap it right in the face | |
| Somebody' s fakin' it | |
| Look at them they' re fakin' it | |
| Fakin' the punk |
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