LRC歌词
I like the way you walk
Both gracious and scary
Like the flames of Notre Dame
But lonely.
Silk suits and shoes pointing to a God
Of paper and fragrances made for cars
I don’t have it, I’m sure I don’t have it
Feel recognition when no one is watching
Holding your knife under the head of a sheep
For the beauty of killing and not sharing the meat
A prey needs a hunter
With no soul,
The last fraction of it trampled into the floor
You can’t find sleep until the shotgun sings
But this wolf protects its den with an army of pigs
weak and predatory
There goes my rent
Take all my money’
My time
My freedom of speech
My self esteem - gone
My silly little dream - gone
A bed for when I’m sick - gone
education for the kids - gone
Justice for the weary - gone
Both gracious and scary
Like the flames of Notre Dame
But lonely.
Silk suits and shoes pointing to a God
Of paper and fragrances made for cars
I don’t have it, I’m sure I don’t have it
Feel recognition when no one is watching
Holding your knife under the head of a sheep
For the beauty of killing and not sharing the meat
A prey needs a hunter
With no soul,
The last fraction of it trampled into the floor
You can’t find sleep until the shotgun sings
But this wolf protects its den with an army of pigs
weak and predatory
There goes my rent
Take all my money’
My time
My freedom of speech
My self esteem - gone
My silly little dream - gone
A bed for when I’m sick - gone
education for the kids - gone
Justice for the weary - gone
文本歌词
I like the way you walkBoth gracious and scaryLike the flames of Notre DameBut lonely.Silk suits and shoes pointing to a GodOf paper and fragrances made for carsI don’t have it, I’m sure I don’t have itFeel recognition when no one is watchingHolding your knife under the head of a sheepFor the beauty of killing and not sharing the meatA prey needs a hunterWith no soul, The last fraction of it trampled into the floorYou can’t find sleep until the shotgun singsBut this wolf protects its den with an army of pigsweak and predatoryThere goes my rentTake all my money’My timeMy freedom of speechMy self esteem - goneMy silly little dream - goneA bed for when I’m sick - goneeducation for the kids - goneJustice for the weary - gone
