Wolves at the DoorLRC
- 更新时间：2009-3-14
- 刷新时间：2025-03-16 12:49
- [ti:Wolves at the Door]
[ar:Senses Fail]
[al:Life Is Not A Waiting Room]
[by:8e8e.net]
[00:02.00]Senses Fail - Wolves at the Door
[00:07.00]LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
[00:12.00]@ www.8e8e.net @
[00:17.00]
[00:19.52]It looks like I found heaven
[00:22.77]It's on the tip of my tounge
[00:26.26]And it reminded me of
[00:29.51]Whoa, the times I was young
[00:32.93]I'm catching rain in my open mouth
[00:35.82]I used to smile 'til the day I found out
[00:39.02]I have no idea who the hell I've become
[00:42.18]It's not who I was
[00:44.24]It's not who I love
[00:45.88]I wanna drown in a sea filled with novacaine
[00:51.23]I wanna burn on a beach where the sand
[00:57.61]As thousands of needles poking at my skin
[01:03.11]I lie in bed to the sound
[01:06.13]Of the wolves at my door
[01:09.56]They are speaking in tounges
[01:13.29]Oh, they join on my floor
[01:16.18]I never thought it would come to this
[01:19.35]Eyes more yellow than my own piss
[01:22.53]They're making rounds
[01:24.40]Just to even the score
[01:26.06]Just open the door
[01:27.69]Just open the door
[01:29.21]I wanna drown in a sea filled with novacaine
[01:34.56]I wanna burn on a beach where the sand
[01:40.65]Is littered with razorblades
[01:43.82]Littered with razorblades, blades
[01:50.28]Littered with razorblades
[01:56.10]I can't hold on
[01:57.76]The path is clear
[01:59.46]I'm giving up
[02:00.98]It's been building for years
[02:02.90]There's wolves at the door
[02:04.49]I won't hide here in fear
[02:05.97]Wolves at the door
[02:08.94]I look at myself
[02:11.05]And the things that I've done
[02:12.68]So away far from you
[02:14.22]We went into the sun
[02:15.92]I forgave myself for all of my mistakes
[02:19.17]When will I learn
[02:21.02]When will I
[02:21.99]When will I burn
[02:23.90]
[02:50.13]I wanna drown in a sea filled with novacaine
[02:56.60]I wanna burn on a beach where the sand
[03:02.70]Is littered with razorblades
[03:04.13]I gave up so much
[03:05.98]So when my time would come
[03:07.62]The black clouds would swallow
[03:09.31]This flaming Hell-hole
[03:10.99]Sometimes I feel like I'm losing my soul
[03:14.02]Atleast that means
[03:15.84]I still have a soul after all
[03:22.52]
Wolves at the Door歌词
- 歌词名称：Wolves at the Door
- 演唱歌手：Senses Fail
- 歌词专辑：Life Is Not A Waiting Room
- Senses Fail - Wolves at the Door
LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
@ www.8e8e.net @
It looks like I found heaven
It's on the tip of my tounge
And it reminded me of
Whoa, the times I was young
I'm catching rain in my open mouth
I used to smile 'til the day I found out
I have no idea who the hell I've become
It's not who I was
It's not who I love
I wanna drown in a sea filled with novacaine
I wanna burn on a beach where the sand
As thousands of needles poking at my skin
They are speaking in tounges
I lie in bed to the sound
Of the wolves at my door
Oh, they join on my floor
I never thought it would come to this
Eyes more yellow than my own piss
They're making rounds
Just to even the score
Just open the door
Just open the door
I wanna drown in a sea filled with novacaine
I wanna burn on a beach where the sand
Is littered with razorblades
Littered with razorblades, blades
Littered with razorblades
I can't hold on
The path is clear
I'm giving up
I look at myself
It's been building for years
There's wolves at the door
I won't hide here in fear
Wolves at the door
And the things that I've done
So away far from you
We went into the sun
I forgave myself for all of my mistakes
When will I learn
When will I
When will I burn
I wanna drown in a sea filled with novacaine
I wanna burn on a beach where the sand
This flaming Hell-hole
Is littered with razorblades
I gave up so much
So when my time would come
The black clouds would swallow
Sometimes I feel like I'm losing my soul
Atleast that means
I still have a soul after all
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