ログイン  | 新規登録
歌詞投稿コミュニティ「プチリリ」

TOP > 歌詞 > King Mob
King Mob

アーティスト:The Damage Manual  アルバム:The Damage Manual 

  • お気に入り登録




King mob in a plastic iceberg, Smoking water damaged cigarettes, Observe as he works your wasteland, Pulling punches that you never met, Controlled in a listless airstream, Jets are breathing in his latex eyes, True to form he is scared to touch them, And your wasteland stays vandalized. Success in a cut-glass wardrobe, All the clothes loose like shredded hair, Dream escapes to a closet class-war, King mob in a smashed wheel chair, Nerve gas for the walking wounded, Suffocating in a sadists' prayer, Flaming horses on a fading landscape, Break the surface but there is no air. King mob as he vents his anger, Throws a brick through the city gates, Backfires on his wordless offspring,


投稿者: PetitLyrics
プチリリ再生回数:0





日本語English

利用規約プライバシーポリシー許諾情報運営会社お問い合わせヘルプ
© 2024 SyncPower Corporation


Page
Top