Prayers - Gurriers.lrc

LRC歌词下载
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Ben O'Neill/Daniel Hoff/Emmet White/Mark MacCormack/Pierce Callaghan
[00:16.556]And now the pope says his prayers to the empty rows of chairs
[00:20.961]And looms into the back to see the black again
[00:23.991]Sounds the alarm and moves toward the underground
[00:32.467]He moves like a sleuth who just lit a fuse
[00:35.245]Moves down the stairs for its final use
[00:39.921]And sees all the kids playing music again
[00:47.230]It's just pure art
[00:50.062]No sticklers form
[00:52.024]Their bodies broken
[00:54.275]Wrecked and worn
[00:55.938]All terrible minds, all torn
[00:59.024]I'm testing life we're all alone
[01:03.692]God gave them wings in a no-fly zone
[01:07.536]They faith is drained from head to toe
[01:11.169]Flocked to the seas feeling rough
[01:14.207]They look around and that's enough
[01:20.320]And now the pope says his prayers to those empty rows of chairs
[01:28.401]And now the pope says his prayers
[01:34.775]And I'll follow my bloodlines
[01:36.750]Working class and decisive
[01:38.714]Where did you get yourself sorted pal
[01:42.076]No one wants their wallet on the side of leaner
[01:44.097]And we're all cogs in this well-oiled machine
[01:46.899]The office space looked inviting
[01:50.249]No remnants of nuns, it's a cash grab
[01:54.306]The body of Christ ate like a feast
[01:58.148]A sleight of the hand
[02:00.228]The mark of the beast
[02:02.219]All left alone to eat
[02:05.704]I can't say for sure when the time comes
[02:12.836]You'll know the signs
[02:16.760]He'll appear in minds
[02:21.447]Please believe me
[02:25.169]He will seek you
[02:28.754]If you seek his face
[02:32.377]Prosperity waits
[02:38.321]And now the pope says his prayers to those empty rows of chairs
[02:45.916]And now the pope says his prayers to those empty rows of chairs
[02:56.914]God is dead, God is dead, God is dead
[03:09.774]I can't see him
[03:12.582]But know he's out there
[03:16.462]I feel his fire
[03:20.277]Like funeral pyres
[03:25.238]When he says the word
[03:28.926]You can stay and feel
[03:33.049]When it's time
[03:36.405]All you'll do is kneel
[03:47.547]I'll say whatever
[04:03.252]I'll say whatever
[04:19.207]I'll say whatever
[04:34.713]I'll say whatever
[04:39.581]Whatever, whatever, whatever
[04:44.030]I'll be on my knees
[04:46.339]No time to breathe
[04:48.077]I need release or just believe
[04:51.792]I'm in my head
[04:53.597]Somebody said
[04:55.669]I left my halo by your bed
[04:59.292]I'll be on my knees
[05:01.312]No time to breathe
[05:03.290]I need release or just believe
[05:07.147]I'm in my head
[05:08.814]Somebody said
[05:10.965]I left my head
[05:12.955]I'll say whatever
[05:21.067]I'll say whatever
[05:28.975]I'll say whatever
[05:36.278]I'll say whatever
[05:43.352]Whatever, whatever, whatever
文本歌词
作曲 : Ben O'Neill/Daniel Hoff/Emmet White/Mark MacCormack/Pierce Callaghan
And now the pope says his prayers to the empty rows of chairs
And looms into the back to see the black again
Sounds the alarm and moves toward the underground
He moves like a sleuth who just lit a fuse
Moves down the stairs for its final use
And sees all the kids playing music again
It's just pure art
No sticklers form
Their bodies broken
Wrecked and worn
All terrible minds, all torn
I'm testing life we're all alone
God gave them wings in a no-fly zone
They faith is drained from head to toe
Flocked to the seas feeling rough
They look around and that's enough
And now the pope says his prayers to those empty rows of chairs
And now the pope says his prayers
And I'll follow my bloodlines
Working class and decisive
Where did you get yourself sorted pal
No one wants their wallet on the side of leaner
And we're all cogs in this well-oiled machine
The office space looked inviting
No remnants of nuns, it's a cash grab
The body of Christ ate like a feast
A sleight of the hand
The mark of the beast
All left alone to eat
I can't say for sure when the time comes
You'll know the signs
He'll appear in minds
Please believe me
He will seek you
If you seek his face
Prosperity waits
And now the pope says his prayers to those empty rows of chairs
And now the pope says his prayers to those empty rows of chairs
God is dead, God is dead, God is dead
I can't see him
But know he's out there
I feel his fire
Like funeral pyres
When he says the word
You can stay and feel
When it's time
All you'll do is kneel
I'll say whatever
I'll say whatever
I'll say whatever
I'll say whatever
Whatever, whatever, whatever
I'll be on my knees
No time to breathe
I need release or just believe
I'm in my head
Somebody said
I left my halo by your bed
I'll be on my knees
No time to breathe
I need release or just believe
I'm in my head
Somebody said
I left my head
I'll say whatever
I'll say whatever
I'll say whatever
I'll say whatever
Whatever, whatever, whatever