| 作词 : Cifarelli, Hodgson ... | |
| {The constant realization of dominance results in fear} | |
| Wake up tired with a mouthful of nothin' | |
| Deceived distressed by the truth they've been witholdin' | |
| Television, every popular identity | |
| Gettin' closer to the minute of our gravity | |
| I sometimes ask myself | |
| Did I speak my mind or shut my mouth? | |
| Was I a follower, a leader insignificant | |
| Mere shadow of a ghost bearing innocence? | |
| Constative voices preach | |
| Talk of truth in their political speak | |
| Carry on till they're blue in the face | |
| And my point of view has lost it's place | |
| Last things | |
| Did I give nothin' in return | |
| Stand up for a cause | |
| Give permission to a mute war | |
| Call me ignorant maybe | |
| I was never smart | |
| Like a wolf runnin' high on adrenaline | |
| All the while in the dim with a low hum | |
| Risin' up growin' loud | |
| I can hear them | |
| Religious left and right | |
| Power hungry heads of state | |
| Melancholy death fall of our nemesis | |
| Strong will survive or so say our presidents | |
| Constantly voices preach | |
| Talk of truth in their political speak | |
| Carry on till they're blue in the face | |
| And my point of view has lost it's place | |
| Last things | |
| Did I give nothin' in return | |
| Stand up for a cause | |
| Give permission to a mute war | |
| Four, three, two, four, two code one | |
| Troops move forward let it all be done | |
| Beginin' of the end soil has been tread | |
| Mother, daughter, father, son sky burns death | |
| Premonition, television stuttering indecision | |
| We the people citizens lies are being force fed | |
| Money, power, cruelty, blood is shed in our streets | |
| When, where does this sacrifice end? | |
| We're fallin' fast from the war inspired | |
| Double standard idiots | |
| Helter skelter henchmen | |
| Consequences catastrophic | |
| Lead us not into temptation with your | |
| Damnin' words and glorified hatred | |
| A vengeful lineage | |
| We will bear alone to our death | |
| Constantly voices preach | |
| Talk of truth in their political speak | |
| Carry on till they're blue in the face | |
| And my point of view has lost it's place | |
| Last things | |
| Did I give nothin' in return | |
| Stand up for a cause | |
| Give permission to a mute war | |
| Four, three, two, four, two code one | |
| Troops move forward let it all be done | |
| Beginin' of the end soil has been tread | |
| Mother, daughter, father, son sky burns death | |
| Premonition, television stuttering indecision | |
| We the people citizens lies are being force fed | |
| Money, power, cruelty, blood is shed in our streets | |
| When, where does this sacrifice end? | |
| Does this sacrifice end? | |
| Does this sacrifice end? | |
| Does this sacrifice end | |
| Last things | |
| Does this sacrifice end | |
| Last things{ | |
| The constant realization of dominance results in fear} | |
| Four, three, two, four, two code one | |
| Troops move forward let it all be done | |
| Beginin' of the end soil has been tread | |
| Mother, daughter, father, son sky burns death | |
| Premonition, television stuttering indecision | |
| We the people citizens lies are being force fed | |
| Money, power, cruelty, blood is shed in our streets | |
| When, where does this sacrifice end? |
| zuo ci : Cifarelli, Hodgson ... | |
| The constant realization of dominance results in fear | |
| Wake up tired with a mouthful of nothin' | |
| Deceived distressed by the truth they' ve been witholdin' | |
| Television, every popular identity | |
| Gettin' closer to the minute of our gravity | |
| I sometimes ask myself | |
| Did I speak my mind or shut my mouth? | |
| Was I a follower, a leader insignificant | |
| Mere shadow of a ghost bearing innocence? | |
| Constative voices preach | |
| Talk of truth in their political speak | |
| Carry on till they' re blue in the face | |
| And my point of view has lost it' s place | |
| Last things | |
| Did I give nothin' in return | |
| Stand up for a cause | |
| Give permission to a mute war | |
| Call me ignorant maybe | |
| I was never smart | |
| Like a wolf runnin' high on adrenaline | |
| All the while in the dim with a low hum | |
| Risin' up growin' loud | |
| I can hear them | |
| Religious left and right | |
| Power hungry heads of state | |
| Melancholy death fall of our nemesis | |
| Strong will survive or so say our presidents | |
| Constantly voices preach | |
| Talk of truth in their political speak | |
| Carry on till they' re blue in the face | |
| And my point of view has lost it' s place | |
| Last things | |
| Did I give nothin' in return | |
| Stand up for a cause | |
| Give permission to a mute war | |
| Four, three, two, four, two code one | |
| Troops move forward let it all be done | |
| Beginin' of the end soil has been tread | |
| Mother, daughter, father, son sky burns death | |
| Premonition, television stuttering indecision | |
| We the people citizens lies are being force fed | |
| Money, power, cruelty, blood is shed in our streets | |
| When, where does this sacrifice end? | |
| We' re fallin' fast from the war inspired | |
| Double standard idiots | |
| Helter skelter henchmen | |
| Consequences catastrophic | |
| Lead us not into temptation with your | |
| Damnin' words and glorified hatred | |
| A vengeful lineage | |
| We will bear alone to our death | |
| Constantly voices preach | |
| Talk of truth in their political speak | |
| Carry on till they' re blue in the face | |
| And my point of view has lost it' s place | |
| Last things | |
| Did I give nothin' in return | |
| Stand up for a cause | |
| Give permission to a mute war | |
| Four, three, two, four, two code one | |
| Troops move forward let it all be done | |
| Beginin' of the end soil has been tread | |
| Mother, daughter, father, son sky burns death | |
| Premonition, television stuttering indecision | |
| We the people citizens lies are being force fed | |
| Money, power, cruelty, blood is shed in our streets | |
| When, where does this sacrifice end? | |
| Does this sacrifice end? | |
| Does this sacrifice end? | |
| Does this sacrifice end | |
| Last things | |
| Does this sacrifice end | |
| Last things | |
| The constant realization of dominance results in fear | |
| Four, three, two, four, two code one | |
| Troops move forward let it all be done | |
| Beginin' of the end soil has been tread | |
| Mother, daughter, father, son sky burns death | |
| Premonition, television stuttering indecision | |
| We the people citizens lies are being force fed | |
| Money, power, cruelty, blood is shed in our streets | |
| When, where does this sacrifice end? |
| zuò cí : Cifarelli, Hodgson ... | |
| The constant realization of dominance results in fear | |
| Wake up tired with a mouthful of nothin' | |
| Deceived distressed by the truth they' ve been witholdin' | |
| Television, every popular identity | |
| Gettin' closer to the minute of our gravity | |
| I sometimes ask myself | |
| Did I speak my mind or shut my mouth? | |
| Was I a follower, a leader insignificant | |
| Mere shadow of a ghost bearing innocence? | |
| Constative voices preach | |
| Talk of truth in their political speak | |
| Carry on till they' re blue in the face | |
| And my point of view has lost it' s place | |
| Last things | |
| Did I give nothin' in return | |
| Stand up for a cause | |
| Give permission to a mute war | |
| Call me ignorant maybe | |
| I was never smart | |
| Like a wolf runnin' high on adrenaline | |
| All the while in the dim with a low hum | |
| Risin' up growin' loud | |
| I can hear them | |
| Religious left and right | |
| Power hungry heads of state | |
| Melancholy death fall of our nemesis | |
| Strong will survive or so say our presidents | |
| Constantly voices preach | |
| Talk of truth in their political speak | |
| Carry on till they' re blue in the face | |
| And my point of view has lost it' s place | |
| Last things | |
| Did I give nothin' in return | |
| Stand up for a cause | |
| Give permission to a mute war | |
| Four, three, two, four, two code one | |
| Troops move forward let it all be done | |
| Beginin' of the end soil has been tread | |
| Mother, daughter, father, son sky burns death | |
| Premonition, television stuttering indecision | |
| We the people citizens lies are being force fed | |
| Money, power, cruelty, blood is shed in our streets | |
| When, where does this sacrifice end? | |
| We' re fallin' fast from the war inspired | |
| Double standard idiots | |
| Helter skelter henchmen | |
| Consequences catastrophic | |
| Lead us not into temptation with your | |
| Damnin' words and glorified hatred | |
| A vengeful lineage | |
| We will bear alone to our death | |
| Constantly voices preach | |
| Talk of truth in their political speak | |
| Carry on till they' re blue in the face | |
| And my point of view has lost it' s place | |
| Last things | |
| Did I give nothin' in return | |
| Stand up for a cause | |
| Give permission to a mute war | |
| Four, three, two, four, two code one | |
| Troops move forward let it all be done | |
| Beginin' of the end soil has been tread | |
| Mother, daughter, father, son sky burns death | |
| Premonition, television stuttering indecision | |
| We the people citizens lies are being force fed | |
| Money, power, cruelty, blood is shed in our streets | |
| When, where does this sacrifice end? | |
| Does this sacrifice end? | |
| Does this sacrifice end? | |
| Does this sacrifice end | |
| Last things | |
| Does this sacrifice end | |
| Last things | |
| The constant realization of dominance results in fear | |
| Four, three, two, four, two code one | |
| Troops move forward let it all be done | |
| Beginin' of the end soil has been tread | |
| Mother, daughter, father, son sky burns death | |
| Premonition, television stuttering indecision | |
| We the people citizens lies are being force fed | |
| Money, power, cruelty, blood is shed in our streets | |
| When, where does this sacrifice end? |
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