Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Disenchanted, artist - Handguns. Album song Disenchanted, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 12.11.2015
Record label: Pure Noise
Song language: English
Disenchanted |
| Woah, sorry |
| Woah, hahaha |
| Woah… |
| Woah-woah |
| Woah-woah |
| Woah-woaaah |
| Woah-woah |
| Woah-woah |
| Woah-woaaah |
| Just like a wrecking ball swinging through a second story window |
| Everything’s in pieces, my eyes just can’t believe |
| I feel the undertow pulling hard, never letting go |
| I can’t fight this sinking feeling |
| Hate the hands that they’ve been dealing |
| Instill the image of a saint |
| Into the heads of the people you hate |
| Lost my way and all my faith |
| The only thing that I believed in turned out to be something so different and |
| All I have left in me is some paper and a microphone |
| A sore throat and a broken home |
| Woah-woah |
| Woah-woah |
| Woah-woaaah |
| Woah-woah |
| Woah-woah |
| Woah-woaaah |
| On the opposing team, out for blood, not playing clean |
| Racking up the penalties |
| I don’t watch my mouth I, say what I mean |
| Been doing this since nineteen |
| What makes you think that you know anything, yeah |
| It’s you who fuels the anger for these words I put on paper |
| Thick skin but I can see through you |
| Vomit lies while you choke on the truth |
| Lost my way and all my faith |
| The only thing that I believed in turned out to be something so different and |
| All I have left in me is some paper and a microphone |
| A sore throat and a broken home |
| I won’t forget that first December |
| I felt alive for the first time ever |
| (Disappointment swallowed me) |
| (and sent me right back on the street) |
| I lost my way and all my faith |
| The only thing that I believed in turned out to be something so different and |
| All I have left in me is some paper and a microphone |
| A sore throat and a broken home |
| The reason for my disenchantment |
| I know you’ll take this for granted |
| Bled me dry of all my passion |
| This didn’t go the way I planned it |
| The reason for my disenchantment |
| I know you’ll take this for granted |
| Bled me dry of all my passion |
| This didn’t go the way I planned it |