| Song | Weapon Of Vanity |
| Artist | Soilwork |
| Album | Stabbing the drama |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Soilwork | |
| They play divine as immortal sons | |
| Pulling triggers and then they switch and run | |
| As long as you have nothing to add | |
| They run the show | |
| How! Can you get a single shot with a life like that? | |
| Now! Will you ever conclude as it turns to a lack? | |
| Deceivement, believe it do you feel it flow? | |
| As a weapon of your vanity | |
| They crave for a soul aching desire(Won't you play with me?) | |
| As time's standing still they've praised a liar | |
| So now let me get a single minute of your precious time | |
| So how do you feel now as the vanity is easy to find? | |
| Deceivement, believe it can you feel it grow? | |
| They crave for a soul aching desire(Won't you play with me?) | |
| As time's standing still they've praised a liar | |
| I swear, you're nothing like me | |
| And it will never set you free | |
| You won't be able to be down there alone | |
| They fill you up 'til you're ripped and torn | |
| Your life is out there for disposal | |
| Knocked out, before you're ready to leave' | |
| Cause I swear, you're nothing like me | |
| As I reckon you insanity | |
| They crave for a soul aching desire(Won't you play with me?) | |
| As time's standing still they've praised a liar | |
| They crave for a soul aching desire(Won't you play with me?) | |
| As time's standing still they've praised a liar |
| zuo ci : Soilwork | |
| They play divine as immortal sons | |
| Pulling triggers and then they switch and run | |
| As long as you have nothing to add | |
| They run the show | |
| How! Can you get a single shot with a life like that? | |
| Now! Will you ever conclude as it turns to a lack? | |
| Deceivement, believe it do you feel it flow? | |
| As a weapon of your vanity | |
| They crave for a soul aching desire Won' t you play with me? | |
| As time' s standing still they' ve praised a liar | |
| So now let me get a single minute of your precious time | |
| So how do you feel now as the vanity is easy to find? | |
| Deceivement, believe it can you feel it grow? | |
| They crave for a soul aching desire Won' t you play with me? | |
| As time' s standing still they' ve praised a liar | |
| I swear, you' re nothing like me | |
| And it will never set you free | |
| You won' t be able to be down there alone | |
| They fill you up ' til you' re ripped and torn | |
| Your life is out there for disposal | |
| Knocked out, before you' re ready to leave' | |
| Cause I swear, you' re nothing like me | |
| As I reckon you insanity | |
| They crave for a soul aching desire Won' t you play with me? | |
| As time' s standing still they' ve praised a liar | |
| They crave for a soul aching desire Won' t you play with me? | |
| As time' s standing still they' ve praised a liar |
| zuò cí : Soilwork | |
| They play divine as immortal sons | |
| Pulling triggers and then they switch and run | |
| As long as you have nothing to add | |
| They run the show | |
| How! Can you get a single shot with a life like that? | |
| Now! Will you ever conclude as it turns to a lack? | |
| Deceivement, believe it do you feel it flow? | |
| As a weapon of your vanity | |
| They crave for a soul aching desire Won' t you play with me? | |
| As time' s standing still they' ve praised a liar | |
| So now let me get a single minute of your precious time | |
| So how do you feel now as the vanity is easy to find? | |
| Deceivement, believe it can you feel it grow? | |
| They crave for a soul aching desire Won' t you play with me? | |
| As time' s standing still they' ve praised a liar | |
| I swear, you' re nothing like me | |
| And it will never set you free | |
| You won' t be able to be down there alone | |
| They fill you up ' til you' re ripped and torn | |
| Your life is out there for disposal | |
| Knocked out, before you' re ready to leave' | |
| Cause I swear, you' re nothing like me | |
| As I reckon you insanity | |
| They crave for a soul aching desire Won' t you play with me? | |
| As time' s standing still they' ve praised a liar | |
| They crave for a soul aching desire Won' t you play with me? | |
| As time' s standing still they' ve praised a liar |