Release (Live) Lyrics
| Song | Release (Live) |
| Artist | Redemption |
| Album | Frozen In the Moment - Live In Atlanta |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Nicolas van Dyk | |
| 作曲 : Nicolas van Dyk | |
| Lying here surrounded | |
| By the pieces of my life | |
| Would it all be easier | |
| If I lay me down to die | |
| Dreams piled high | |
| On the back of this broken man | |
| Is this all? Born to fall? | |
| Or to rise again? | |
| So much pain and disillusionment | |
| Everything I once felt sure about | |
| We're all lost if we don't know | |
| It's a game that we are all playing | |
| The motions of all our counterparts | |
| A piece of sinister scheme | |
| The puppet that's broken has reason to smile | |
| They can no longer force him to dance on their strings | |
| Why shrug off the chains? If you wrap them about | |
| You'll be sunk to the bottom and drowning | |
| The clockwork behind their smiles | |
| Wound by hands that were made to harm | |
| Just release yourself | |
| Cause they can't rape the willing | |
| Or take what you have if there's nothing else | |
| Tired of life and filled with despair | |
| And covered with blood from the crosses I bear | |
| But I'm still standing | |
| Should I make myself crawl? | |
| Seems so counter to our nature | |
| Accepting with grace the things we can't change | |
| But when all's said and done and you're wronged and decieved | |
| Then it matters the most what you choose to believe | |
| Should I fight against fate | |
| Or should I just lay down and die? | |
| The puppet that's broken has reason to smile | |
| But the strings can't control you if you walk away | |
| No more tears of disillusionment | |
| I'll be a puppet no longer | |
| The hands that I thought had held me | |
| The clockwork behind their smiles | |
| They'll not have control over me | |
| I'll stand up and leave them behind | |
| Just release yourself | |
| Cause they can't rape the willing | |
| Or take what you have if there's nothing else | |
| Tired of life and filled with despair | |
| And covered with blood from the crosses that I bear | |
| But I'm still standing | |
| Should I make myself crawl? | |
| Just release yourself | |
| From the scars you inflict on yourself | |
| When you're wounded by no one else | |
| Rise above pain, move past my despair | |
| And put down the cross that I've made myself bear | |
| Now I'm still standing | |
| And I'm not gonna crawl |
| zuo ci : Nicolas van Dyk | |
| zuo qu : Nicolas van Dyk | |
| Lying here surrounded | |
| By the pieces of my life | |
| Would it all be easier | |
| If I lay me down to die | |
| Dreams piled high | |
| On the back of this broken man | |
| Is this all? Born to fall? | |
| Or to rise again? | |
| So much pain and disillusionment | |
| Everything I once felt sure about | |
| We' re all lost if we don' t know | |
| It' s a game that we are all playing | |
| The motions of all our counterparts | |
| A piece of sinister scheme | |
| The puppet that' s broken has reason to smile | |
| They can no longer force him to dance on their strings | |
| Why shrug off the chains? If you wrap them about | |
| You' ll be sunk to the bottom and drowning | |
| The clockwork behind their smiles | |
| Wound by hands that were made to harm | |
| Just release yourself | |
| Cause they can' t rape the willing | |
| Or take what you have if there' s nothing else | |
| Tired of life and filled with despair | |
| And covered with blood from the crosses I bear | |
| But I' m still standing | |
| Should I make myself crawl? | |
| Seems so counter to our nature | |
| Accepting with grace the things we can' t change | |
| But when all' s said and done and you' re wronged and decieved | |
| Then it matters the most what you choose to believe | |
| Should I fight against fate | |
| Or should I just lay down and die? | |
| The puppet that' s broken has reason to smile | |
| But the strings can' t control you if you walk away | |
| No more tears of disillusionment | |
| I' ll be a puppet no longer | |
| The hands that I thought had held me | |
| The clockwork behind their smiles | |
| They' ll not have control over me | |
| I' ll stand up and leave them behind | |
| Just release yourself | |
| Cause they can' t rape the willing | |
| Or take what you have if there' s nothing else | |
| Tired of life and filled with despair | |
| And covered with blood from the crosses that I bear | |
| But I' m still standing | |
| Should I make myself crawl? | |
| Just release yourself | |
| From the scars you inflict on yourself | |
| When you' re wounded by no one else | |
| Rise above pain, move past my despair | |
| And put down the cross that I' ve made myself bear | |
| Now I' m still standing | |
| And I' m not gonna crawl |
| zuò cí : Nicolas van Dyk | |
| zuò qǔ : Nicolas van Dyk | |
| Lying here surrounded | |
| By the pieces of my life | |
| Would it all be easier | |
| If I lay me down to die | |
| Dreams piled high | |
| On the back of this broken man | |
| Is this all? Born to fall? | |
| Or to rise again? | |
| So much pain and disillusionment | |
| Everything I once felt sure about | |
| We' re all lost if we don' t know | |
| It' s a game that we are all playing | |
| The motions of all our counterparts | |
| A piece of sinister scheme | |
| The puppet that' s broken has reason to smile | |
| They can no longer force him to dance on their strings | |
| Why shrug off the chains? If you wrap them about | |
| You' ll be sunk to the bottom and drowning | |
| The clockwork behind their smiles | |
| Wound by hands that were made to harm | |
| Just release yourself | |
| Cause they can' t rape the willing | |
| Or take what you have if there' s nothing else | |
| Tired of life and filled with despair | |
| And covered with blood from the crosses I bear | |
| But I' m still standing | |
| Should I make myself crawl? | |
| Seems so counter to our nature | |
| Accepting with grace the things we can' t change | |
| But when all' s said and done and you' re wronged and decieved | |
| Then it matters the most what you choose to believe | |
| Should I fight against fate | |
| Or should I just lay down and die? | |
| The puppet that' s broken has reason to smile | |
| But the strings can' t control you if you walk away | |
| No more tears of disillusionment | |
| I' ll be a puppet no longer | |
| The hands that I thought had held me | |
| The clockwork behind their smiles | |
| They' ll not have control over me | |
| I' ll stand up and leave them behind | |
| Just release yourself | |
| Cause they can' t rape the willing | |
| Or take what you have if there' s nothing else | |
| Tired of life and filled with despair | |
| And covered with blood from the crosses that I bear | |
| But I' m still standing | |
| Should I make myself crawl? | |
| Just release yourself | |
| From the scars you inflict on yourself | |
| When you' re wounded by no one else | |
| Rise above pain, move past my despair | |
| And put down the cross that I' ve made myself bear | |
| Now I' m still standing | |
| And I' m not gonna crawl |
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