Nothing Dies Easy Lyrics
| Song | Nothing Dies Easy |
| Artist | New Model Army |
| Album | High |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Dean, Gill, Nelson, Sullivan ... | |
| I'm like a gambler in a velvet-curtained room | |
| Half-light and shadow, nothing is moving | |
| I'm playing but I know that I'm losing | |
| Good money after bad | |
| I fooled myself that her number was lucky | |
| I stare at my phone, my phone stares back at me | |
| I feel my fingers pushing down at the keys | |
| Good faith after bad | |
| And nothing dies easy, it holds on until the end | |
| It takes all of your power to push the blade in | |
| A last glow in the ashes, a last spark in the eye | |
| Breaking the glamour, breaking the spell | |
| Breaking another wild part of myself | |
| Breaking the glamour, breaking the spell, breaking the will | |
| Every sound you hear is the sound of | |
| Something praying for more life to be given | |
| For maybe just another precious second | |
| And every junkie I've known trying to do straight time | |
| Leaves a little piece of their soul behind | |
| You can't shed your skin like you think you can, like I think I can | |
| 'Cause nothing dies easy, it holds on until the end | |
| It takes all of your power to push the blade in | |
| The last glow in the ashes, a last spark in the eye | |
| Breaking the glamour, breaking the spell | |
| Breaking another bad part of myself | |
| Breaking the glamour, breaking the spell, nothing dies easy | |
| So a toast to the mercy killings | |
| For all these cursed obsessions | |
| For all the useless passions | |
| For when I'm shot and gone | |
| Because nothing dies easy, it holds on until the end | |
| It takes all of your power to push the blade in | |
| The last glow in the ashes, a last spark in the eye | |
| Breaking the glamour, breaking the spell | |
| Breaking another wild part of myself | |
| Breaking the glamour, breaking the spell, breaking the will |
| zuo ci : Dean, Gill, Nelson, Sullivan ... | |
| I' m like a gambler in a velvetcurtained room | |
| Halflight and shadow, nothing is moving | |
| I' m playing but I know that I' m losing | |
| Good money after bad | |
| I fooled myself that her number was lucky | |
| I stare at my phone, my phone stares back at me | |
| I feel my fingers pushing down at the keys | |
| Good faith after bad | |
| And nothing dies easy, it holds on until the end | |
| It takes all of your power to push the blade in | |
| A last glow in the ashes, a last spark in the eye | |
| Breaking the glamour, breaking the spell | |
| Breaking another wild part of myself | |
| Breaking the glamour, breaking the spell, breaking the will | |
| Every sound you hear is the sound of | |
| Something praying for more life to be given | |
| For maybe just another precious second | |
| And every junkie I' ve known trying to do straight time | |
| Leaves a little piece of their soul behind | |
| You can' t shed your skin like you think you can, like I think I can | |
| ' Cause nothing dies easy, it holds on until the end | |
| It takes all of your power to push the blade in | |
| The last glow in the ashes, a last spark in the eye | |
| Breaking the glamour, breaking the spell | |
| Breaking another bad part of myself | |
| Breaking the glamour, breaking the spell, nothing dies easy | |
| So a toast to the mercy killings | |
| For all these cursed obsessions | |
| For all the useless passions | |
| For when I' m shot and gone | |
| Because nothing dies easy, it holds on until the end | |
| It takes all of your power to push the blade in | |
| The last glow in the ashes, a last spark in the eye | |
| Breaking the glamour, breaking the spell | |
| Breaking another wild part of myself | |
| Breaking the glamour, breaking the spell, breaking the will |
| zuò cí : Dean, Gill, Nelson, Sullivan ... | |
| I' m like a gambler in a velvetcurtained room | |
| Halflight and shadow, nothing is moving | |
| I' m playing but I know that I' m losing | |
| Good money after bad | |
| I fooled myself that her number was lucky | |
| I stare at my phone, my phone stares back at me | |
| I feel my fingers pushing down at the keys | |
| Good faith after bad | |
| And nothing dies easy, it holds on until the end | |
| It takes all of your power to push the blade in | |
| A last glow in the ashes, a last spark in the eye | |
| Breaking the glamour, breaking the spell | |
| Breaking another wild part of myself | |
| Breaking the glamour, breaking the spell, breaking the will | |
| Every sound you hear is the sound of | |
| Something praying for more life to be given | |
| For maybe just another precious second | |
| And every junkie I' ve known trying to do straight time | |
| Leaves a little piece of their soul behind | |
| You can' t shed your skin like you think you can, like I think I can | |
| ' Cause nothing dies easy, it holds on until the end | |
| It takes all of your power to push the blade in | |
| The last glow in the ashes, a last spark in the eye | |
| Breaking the glamour, breaking the spell | |
| Breaking another bad part of myself | |
| Breaking the glamour, breaking the spell, nothing dies easy | |
| So a toast to the mercy killings | |
| For all these cursed obsessions | |
| For all the useless passions | |
| For when I' m shot and gone | |
| Because nothing dies easy, it holds on until the end | |
| It takes all of your power to push the blade in | |
| The last glow in the ashes, a last spark in the eye | |
| Breaking the glamour, breaking the spell | |
| Breaking another wild part of myself | |
| Breaking the glamour, breaking the spell, breaking the will |
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