Splinter - Void of Vision.lrc

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[00:00.00] 作曲 : Jack Bergin/James McKendrick
[00:00.48] 作词 : Jack Bergin
[00:00.97]An envision of atrophy, vacant daydreams
[00:06.57]There's nothing to see
[00:10.07]This will be the death of me
[00:28.06]I fall apart at the seams, so fragile it seems
[00:34.16]There's nothing to see
[00:37.77]I will be the death of me
[00:41.70]All my life dissected no direction
[00:45.43]Cut the wounds and swim through the infection
[00:48.87]Living life upon my back, I twist, I turn, I relapse
[00:55.49]Isochronic environment where quiet is violent
[01:03.57]The silence is deafening, can't hide it
[01:09.05]Too little, too late,
[01:12.56]Ashamed from the cradle to the grave
[01:16.53]Too much, too soon
[01:19.29]Sit back chokin' up on my silver spoon
[01:39.20]All my life dissected no direction
[01:43.61]Cut the wounds and swim through the infection
[01:47.00]Living life upon my back, I twist, I turn, I relapse
[01:54.16]Isochronic environment where quiet is violent
[02:01.68]The silence is deafening, can't hide it
[02:07.65]Too little, too late,
[02:10.16]Ashamed from the cradle to the grave
[02:14.43]Too much, too soon
[02:17.27]Sit back chokin' up on my silver spoon
[02:22.11]No ****ing end to this misery but the grave
[02:28.03]Still singing my Melancholy melody
[02:31.74]Down the barrel of a loaded gun
[02:34.75]Blessed are the dead that the rain falls on
[02:50.77]My violence

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作曲 : Jack Bergin/James McKendrick
作词 : Jack Bergin
An envision of atrophy, vacant daydreams
There's nothing to see
This will be the death of me
I fall apart at the seams, so fragile it seems
There's nothing to see
I will be the death of me
All my life dissected no direction
Cut the wounds and swim through the infection
Living life upon my back, I twist, I turn, I relapse
Isochronic environment where quiet is violent
The silence is deafening, can't hide it
Too little, too late,
Ashamed from the cradle to the grave
Too much, too soon
Sit back chokin' up on my silver spoon
All my life dissected no direction
Cut the wounds and swim through the infection
Living life upon my back, I twist, I turn, I relapse
Isochronic environment where quiet is violent
The silence is deafening, can't hide it
Too little, too late,
Ashamed from the cradle to the grave
Too much, too soon
Sit back chokin' up on my silver spoon
No ****ing end to this misery but the grave
Still singing my Melancholy melody
Down the barrel of a loaded gun
Blessed are the dead that the rain falls on
My violence