[00:00.000] 作词 : Jak Maden
[00:00.265] 作曲 : Jak Maden
[00:00.530]I could never let go of it
[00:03.648]Watch you wade through the quicksand
[00:06.148]It's so hard to reject vengeance when it's placed into the palm my hands
[00:12.649]I'm sick of biting the bullet
[00:15.942]Sick of hiding emotion beneath my skin
[00:19.182]Face up to the hands of God and let the quicksand suck you in
[00:25.241]The pendulum swings
[00:28.108]Feel the fury of the sands of time
[00:31.393]Gaze in to the hourglass
[00:33.796]Turn reality on it's head
[00:37.762]I could never let go of this
[00:40.674]Watch you wade through the quicksand
[00:43.709]It's so hard to reject vengeance
[00:46.114]when it placed into the palm of my hands
[00:49.922]I'm sick of biting the bullet
[00:53.074]I'm sick of holding my tongue
[00:56.029]Your guilt cemented onto your wrists
[00:59.221]Watch the end of your life come by my fist
[01:06.807]Face up to the hands of god
[01:09.881]And let the quicksand suck you in
[01:14.576]I'm sick of biting the bullet
[01:17.520]I'm sick of holding my tongue
[01:20.927]Your guilt cemented onto your wrists
[01:24.036]Watch the end of your life come by my fist
[01:32.869]You're guilt cemented onto you're wrists
[01:36.614]watch the end of you're life come by my fist
[01:47.787]Face up to the hands of god and let the quicksand suck you in

作词 : Jak Maden
作曲 : Jak Maden
I could never let go of it
Watch you wade through the quicksand
It's so hard to reject vengeance when it's placed into the palm my hands
I'm sick of biting the bullet
Sick of hiding emotion beneath my skin
Face up to the hands of God and let the quicksand suck you in
The pendulum swings
Feel the fury of the sands of time
Gaze in to the hourglass
Turn reality on it's head
I could never let go of this
Watch you wade through the quicksand
It's so hard to reject vengeance
when it placed into the palm of my hands
I'm sick of biting the bullet
I'm sick of holding my tongue
Your guilt cemented onto your wrists
Watch the end of your life come by my fist
Face up to the hands of god
And let the quicksand suck you in
I'm sick of biting the bullet
I'm sick of holding my tongue
Your guilt cemented onto your wrists
Watch the end of your life come by my fist
You're guilt cemented onto you're wrists
watch the end of you're life come by my fist
Face up to the hands of god and let the quicksand suck you in