[00:00.00] 作曲 : Grieves
[00:02.40]i don't believe in cutting corners
[00:04.05]own it like a scar on the face
[00:05.73]stand tall whether taking the gold or in last place
[00:09.15]not really the one to give god praise
[00:11.43]but if you got the gospel tell me how it taste,
[00:14.10]hallelujah
[00:14.97]biting on the bullet for strength
[00:16.86]i'm a long distance runner sucker
[00:18.57]i'm in it for length
[00:20.01]it's not a matter of whether you can play
[00:22.35]but a scale of if you give a **** enough to make us stay
[00:24.96]lay it down,
[00:25.92]separate the men from the mice
[00:27.81]another body under halogen lights missing its life one
[00:30.60]wondering what the hell would make you think
[00:32.52]you could judge another person for loving something
[00:34.65]so much it hurts the stomach, huh?!
[00:36.87]living by the blood in my neck with a bulls eye
[00:39.63]tatted on the back of my head
[00:42.06]i've never spoke it how they wanted it to be said
[00:44.31]so the left me for the winter and the wolves
[00:46.47]tear me to shreds
[00:47.88]and rip me to bits,
[00:49.23]tear another page out
[00:50.67]punch me in the ribs
[00:52.08]i can smell the poison on your lips
[00:54.57]whatever it is i'd be willing to bet
[00:57.00]they wanna to get inside my head
[00:58.86]tell me how it is
[01:00.12]sitting in the tower with a rifle and a list
[01:03.00]i can see the razor on your lips
[01:05.55]whatever it is, i'd be willing to bet
[01:07.95]you should've held your breath
[01:11.10]i don't believe in sitting down
[01:12.57]take it like a knife in the back
[01:14.22]if it burnt out into nothing after striking the match
[01:17.61]i've never been the type to follow the packs
[01:21.27]then why the hell you so mad?
[01:23.49]another holy ghost laid script
[01:25.35]clipped the wings off of my words
[01:27.00]and buried the shiv(?)
[01:28.29]they want to pick apart the passion in my ribs
[01:30.90]i invite them - 'cause i don't run away from ****
[01:33.42]lay it out!
[01:34.53]separate the guns and the flowers
[01:36.42]the minutes that go into all of these hours
[01:38.52]and i bet if you were given a smidgen
[01:40.32]of just the tip of the ice berg
[01:41.76]i've had to struggle with you
[01:42.81]wouldn't act so sour, maybe not
[01:45.51]living of the fruit of my stress
[01:47.40]with a size twelve boot heel steppin' on my chest
[01:50.67]didn't do it how they wanted it to end
[01:52.71]so they threw me to the winter and wolves
[01:55.05]tell me how it is
[01:56.67]sitting in the tower with a rifle and a list
[02:00.66]i can see the razor on your lips
[02:03.15]whatever it is, i'd be willing to bet
[02:06.60]you should've held your breath
[02:07.44]tell me how it is
[02:08.70]sitting in the tower with a rifle and a list
[02:11.61]i can see the razor on your lips
[02:14.13]whatever it is, i'd be willing to bet
[02:16.53]you should've held your breath
[02:38.94]tell me how it is
[02:40.59]sitting in the tower with a rifle and a list
[02:44.55]i can see the razor on your lips
[02:47.10]whatever it is, i'd be willing to bet
[02:50.49]you should've held your breath
[02:51.33]tell me how it is
[02:52.62]sitting in the tower with a rifle and a list
[02:55.53]i can see the razor on your lips
[02:58.02]whatever it is, i'd be willing to bet
[03:00.45]you should've held your breath

作曲 : Grieves
i don't believe in cutting corners
own it like a scar on the face
stand tall whether taking the gold or in last place
not really the one to give god praise
but if you got the gospel tell me how it taste,
hallelujah
biting on the bullet for strength
i'm a long distance runner sucker
i'm in it for length
it's not a matter of whether you can play
but a scale of if you give a **** enough to make us stay
lay it down,
separate the men from the mice
another body under halogen lights missing its life one
wondering what the hell would make you think
you could judge another person for loving something
so much it hurts the stomach, huh?!
living by the blood in my neck with a bulls eye
tatted on the back of my head
i've never spoke it how they wanted it to be said
so the left me for the winter and the wolves
tear me to shreds
and rip me to bits,
tear another page out
punch me in the ribs
i can smell the poison on your lips
whatever it is i'd be willing to bet
they wanna to get inside my head
tell me how it is
sitting in the tower with a rifle and a list
i can see the razor on your lips
whatever it is, i'd be willing to bet
you should've held your breath
i don't believe in sitting down
take it like a knife in the back
if it burnt out into nothing after striking the match
i've never been the type to follow the packs
then why the hell you so mad?
another holy ghost laid script
clipped the wings off of my words
and buried the shiv(?)
they want to pick apart the passion in my ribs
i invite them - 'cause i don't run away from ****
lay it out!
separate the guns and the flowers
the minutes that go into all of these hours
and i bet if you were given a smidgen
of just the tip of the ice berg
i've had to struggle with you
wouldn't act so sour, maybe not
living of the fruit of my stress
with a size twelve boot heel steppin' on my chest
didn't do it how they wanted it to end
so they threw me to the winter and wolves
tell me how it is
sitting in the tower with a rifle and a list
i can see the razor on your lips
whatever it is, i'd be willing to bet
you should've held your breath
tell me how it is
sitting in the tower with a rifle and a list
i can see the razor on your lips
whatever it is, i'd be willing to bet
you should've held your breath
tell me how it is
sitting in the tower with a rifle and a list
i can see the razor on your lips
whatever it is, i'd be willing to bet
you should've held your breath
tell me how it is
sitting in the tower with a rifle and a list
i can see the razor on your lips
whatever it is, i'd be willing to bet
you should've held your breath