I Feel An Army In My Fist-A Loss for Words/Andrew Neufeld
DOLBY 杜比全景声 下载
臻品母带 下载
臻品全景声 下载
臻品音质
HIRES Hi-Res 下载
FLAC 无损flac 百度云网盘下载
APE 无损ape 格式下载
320MP3 极高mp3 歌曲下载
128MP3 标准mp3 百度网盘下载
192OGG 较高ogg 下载
192AAC 较高aac 下载
96AAC 标准aac 百度云下载
Loading...
TXT I Feel An Army In My Fist-A Loss for Words/Andrew Neufeld 文本歌词
I Feel An Army In My Fist (有力的拳头) - A Loss for Words/Andrew Neufeld
They bash in smoking Dunhills and a set conflagration
They pave a wasteland and call it a generation
Your cellphones won't capture the drone overhead
They compel you back to bed
You'll wonder when they come for you next
It's Monday morning and you can't help feeling alone
It's Monday morning when you have the wrong skin tone
Too sad to be jealous
Too angry to be sad
I won't go quietly
Or be happy with what I have
When despair becomes hate
Hate becomes rage
Things never change
It's always more of the same
They try to sterilize the streets
The sewers have been bleached
Still the pimps and rats creep underneath your streets
The encroaching reach
The watchmen we breed
Lumbering robots
Spitting sulfur
A belting of the state's wound like a soft peach
It's Monday morning and you can't help feeling alone
It's Monday morning when you have the wrong skin tone
Too sad to be jealous
Too angry to be sad
I won't go quietly
Or be happy with what I have
When despair becomes hate
Hate becomes rage
Things never change
It's always more of the same
Give me a sledgehammer on every f**king face a nail
Give me a sledgehammer on every f**king face a nail
