| Song | Crooked Minds |
| Artist | Billy Talent |
| Album | Dead Silence |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : IAN D`SA/BEN KOWALEWICZ/JON GALLANT/AARON SOLOWONIUK | |
| Crooked minds have gone astray | |
| Have they never learned from yesterday? | |
| Only a fool would wear the crown | |
| One day the kids will tear it down | |
| Can't you see the clocks are ticking away | |
| They try to fit more hours into the day | |
| The CPU is crunching numbers away | |
| We're running out of breath just to keep up the pace | |
| And when did the revolver start the race? | |
| When did the revolver start the race? | |
| Accelerated architecture creates | |
| A manufactured lifestyle for the deranged | |
| They swallow up the green and build up the grey | |
| And let tomorrow's kids dispose of today | |
| And when do you think the roof will bottom out? | |
| When do you think the roof will bottom out? | |
| Crooked minds under grey skies | |
| They can't live 'til something dies! | |
| Crooked minds ain't satisfied | |
| 'Til the ground touches the sky, touches the sky | |
| The kids will tear it down! The kids will tear it down! | |
| Cemetery statues stare into space | |
| Sucked into a social media craze | |
| They're looking for an answer to explain | |
| The reason why disaster strikes again | |
| Picture perfect family sits at the lake | |
| Swimming in a sea of mechanical waste | |
| Why can't they see a tragedy awaits? | |
| Can't they see a tragedy awaits? | |
| Crooked minds under grey skies | |
| They can't live 'til something dies | |
| The kids will tear it down! The kids will tear it down! | |
| Crooked minds ain't satisfied | |
| 'Til the ground touches the sky, touches the sky! | |
| The kids will tear it down! The kids will tear it down! | |
| We'll tear it down! | |
| Cauterize these bloodshot eyes | |
| Tangled in their power lines | |
| Tear the ground up with their knives | |
| Raise the caskets in the sky | |
| Some day soon we'll realize | |
| Nothing's left for you and I | |
| Nothing's left for you and I | |
| Crooked minds have gone astray | |
| Have they never learned from yesterday? | |
| Only a fool would wear the crown | |
| One day the kids will tear it down | |
| Crooked minds under grey skies | |
| They can't live 'til something dies! | |
| The kids will tear it down! The kids will tear it down! | |
| Crooked minds ain't satisfied | |
| 'Til the ground touches the sky, touches the sky! | |
| The kids will tear it down!The kids will tear it down! | |
| Cauterize these bloodshot eyes | |
| Tangled in their power lines | |
| Tear the ground up with their knives | |
| Raise the caskets in the sky | |
| Some day soon we'll realize | |
| Nothing lives 'til something dies! | |
| 'til something dies! | |
| 'til something dies! |
| zuo qu : IAN D SA BEN KOWALEWICZ JON GALLANT AARON SOLOWONIUK | |
| Crooked minds have gone astray | |
| Have they never learned from yesterday? | |
| Only a fool would wear the crown | |
| One day the kids will tear it down | |
| Can' t you see the clocks are ticking away | |
| They try to fit more hours into the day | |
| The CPU is crunching numbers away | |
| We' re running out of breath just to keep up the pace | |
| And when did the revolver start the race? | |
| When did the revolver start the race? | |
| Accelerated architecture creates | |
| A manufactured lifestyle for the deranged | |
| They swallow up the green and build up the grey | |
| And let tomorrow' s kids dispose of today | |
| And when do you think the roof will bottom out? | |
| When do you think the roof will bottom out? | |
| Crooked minds under grey skies | |
| They can' t live ' til something dies! | |
| Crooked minds ain' t satisfied | |
| ' Til the ground touches the sky, touches the sky | |
| The kids will tear it down! The kids will tear it down! | |
| Cemetery statues stare into space | |
| Sucked into a social media craze | |
| They' re looking for an answer to explain | |
| The reason why disaster strikes again | |
| Picture perfect family sits at the lake | |
| Swimming in a sea of mechanical waste | |
| Why can' t they see a tragedy awaits? | |
| Can' t they see a tragedy awaits? | |
| Crooked minds under grey skies | |
| They can' t live ' til something dies | |
| The kids will tear it down! The kids will tear it down! | |
| Crooked minds ain' t satisfied | |
| ' Til the ground touches the sky, touches the sky! | |
| The kids will tear it down! The kids will tear it down! | |
| We' ll tear it down! | |
| Cauterize these bloodshot eyes | |
| Tangled in their power lines | |
| Tear the ground up with their knives | |
| Raise the caskets in the sky | |
| Some day soon we' ll realize | |
| Nothing' s left for you and I | |
| Nothing' s left for you and I | |
| Crooked minds have gone astray | |
| Have they never learned from yesterday? | |
| Only a fool would wear the crown | |
| One day the kids will tear it down | |
| Crooked minds under grey skies | |
| They can' t live ' til something dies! | |
| The kids will tear it down! The kids will tear it down! | |
| Crooked minds ain' t satisfied | |
| ' Til the ground touches the sky, touches the sky! | |
| The kids will tear it down! The kids will tear it down! | |
| Cauterize these bloodshot eyes | |
| Tangled in their power lines | |
| Tear the ground up with their knives | |
| Raise the caskets in the sky | |
| Some day soon we' ll realize | |
| Nothing lives ' til something dies! | |
| ' til something dies! | |
| ' til something dies! |
| zuò qǔ : IAN D SA BEN KOWALEWICZ JON GALLANT AARON SOLOWONIUK | |
| Crooked minds have gone astray | |
| Have they never learned from yesterday? | |
| Only a fool would wear the crown | |
| One day the kids will tear it down | |
| Can' t you see the clocks are ticking away | |
| They try to fit more hours into the day | |
| The CPU is crunching numbers away | |
| We' re running out of breath just to keep up the pace | |
| And when did the revolver start the race? | |
| When did the revolver start the race? | |
| Accelerated architecture creates | |
| A manufactured lifestyle for the deranged | |
| They swallow up the green and build up the grey | |
| And let tomorrow' s kids dispose of today | |
| And when do you think the roof will bottom out? | |
| When do you think the roof will bottom out? | |
| Crooked minds under grey skies | |
| They can' t live ' til something dies! | |
| Crooked minds ain' t satisfied | |
| ' Til the ground touches the sky, touches the sky | |
| The kids will tear it down! The kids will tear it down! | |
| Cemetery statues stare into space | |
| Sucked into a social media craze | |
| They' re looking for an answer to explain | |
| The reason why disaster strikes again | |
| Picture perfect family sits at the lake | |
| Swimming in a sea of mechanical waste | |
| Why can' t they see a tragedy awaits? | |
| Can' t they see a tragedy awaits? | |
| Crooked minds under grey skies | |
| They can' t live ' til something dies | |
| The kids will tear it down! The kids will tear it down! | |
| Crooked minds ain' t satisfied | |
| ' Til the ground touches the sky, touches the sky! | |
| The kids will tear it down! The kids will tear it down! | |
| We' ll tear it down! | |
| Cauterize these bloodshot eyes | |
| Tangled in their power lines | |
| Tear the ground up with their knives | |
| Raise the caskets in the sky | |
| Some day soon we' ll realize | |
| Nothing' s left for you and I | |
| Nothing' s left for you and I | |
| Crooked minds have gone astray | |
| Have they never learned from yesterday? | |
| Only a fool would wear the crown | |
| One day the kids will tear it down | |
| Crooked minds under grey skies | |
| They can' t live ' til something dies! | |
| The kids will tear it down! The kids will tear it down! | |
| Crooked minds ain' t satisfied | |
| ' Til the ground touches the sky, touches the sky! | |
| The kids will tear it down! The kids will tear it down! | |
| Cauterize these bloodshot eyes | |
| Tangled in their power lines | |
| Tear the ground up with their knives | |
| Raise the caskets in the sky | |
| Some day soon we' ll realize | |
| Nothing lives ' til something dies! | |
| ' til something dies! | |
| ' til something dies! |