| Song | Thus From My Lips, By Yours, My Sin Is Purged |
| Artist | As Cities Burn |
| Album | Son I Loved You At Your Darkest |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : As Cities Burn | |
| well, i've got a will but i want yours | |
| i've got a growing heap of crosses and burdens | |
| i've simply lost heart to shoulder | |
| simply no strength to lift | |
| i've always been a man in need | |
| 'cause i keep stepping in and out of the shadow | |
| caught by the drift and pitch of whatever it is | |
| that keeps me coming back | |
| i want out | |
| 'cause i'm getting sick | |
| sick from all this swerving | |
| driver, sick from turning on you | |
| someone show me a hole in this cycle | |
| show me the way away and i'm coming back | |
| the way i came | |
| no! i've seen this place before | |
| surely this is no place for the light of this world | |
| oh how sweet the sound | |
| i know it saved but is it changing a wretch like me | |
| oh my God how sweet is the sound | |
| i once was blind but now i just look away | |
| stepping in and out of the shadow | |
| stepping in and out | |
| i just look away | |
| my bride, i don't want to know what i'd be without | |
| forgiveness brushing these adulterous lips |
| zuo qu : As Cities Burn | |
| well, i' ve got a will but i want yours | |
| i' ve got a growing heap of crosses and burdens | |
| i' ve simply lost heart to shoulder | |
| simply no strength to lift | |
| i' ve always been a man in need | |
| ' cause i keep stepping in and out of the shadow | |
| caught by the drift and pitch of whatever it is | |
| that keeps me coming back | |
| i want out | |
| ' cause i' m getting sick | |
| sick from all this swerving | |
| driver, sick from turning on you | |
| someone show me a hole in this cycle | |
| show me the way away and i' m coming back | |
| the way i came | |
| no! i' ve seen this place before | |
| surely this is no place for the light of this world | |
| oh how sweet the sound | |
| i know it saved but is it changing a wretch like me | |
| oh my God how sweet is the sound | |
| i once was blind but now i just look away | |
| stepping in and out of the shadow | |
| stepping in and out | |
| i just look away | |
| my bride, i don' t want to know what i' d be without | |
| forgiveness brushing these adulterous lips |
| zuò qǔ : As Cities Burn | |
| well, i' ve got a will but i want yours | |
| i' ve got a growing heap of crosses and burdens | |
| i' ve simply lost heart to shoulder | |
| simply no strength to lift | |
| i' ve always been a man in need | |
| ' cause i keep stepping in and out of the shadow | |
| caught by the drift and pitch of whatever it is | |
| that keeps me coming back | |
| i want out | |
| ' cause i' m getting sick | |
| sick from all this swerving | |
| driver, sick from turning on you | |
| someone show me a hole in this cycle | |
| show me the way away and i' m coming back | |
| the way i came | |
| no! i' ve seen this place before | |
| surely this is no place for the light of this world | |
| oh how sweet the sound | |
| i know it saved but is it changing a wretch like me | |
| oh my God how sweet is the sound | |
| i once was blind but now i just look away | |
| stepping in and out of the shadow | |
| stepping in and out | |
| i just look away | |
| my bride, i don' t want to know what i' d be without | |
| forgiveness brushing these adulterous lips |