Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Future, artist - Helia. Album song The Great Divide, in the genre Пост-хардкорDate of issue: 14.07.2014
Record label: InVogue
Song language: English
No Future |
| We are lonely souls |
| Who burns your every breath |
| Like a broken record |
| Stuck on the sound of death |
| We are lonely souls |
| Who burns your every breath |
| Like a broken record |
| Stuck on the sound of death |
| We walk the face Earth once more |
| A mindless puppet |
| My chans are ton |
| The creaky bones, |
| The blinded sight |
| We earn the hance to turn wrong to right |
| You know what I read on the walls o the the city today? |
| Your greed isn’t worth |
| The price we all pay |
| You know what I’ve wrte on my skin last night? |
| Don’t be afraid, I’ve not begun to fight |
| The knife is planted in our backs |
| Hate bleeds red in solid black |
| Red brings this blood to an end |
| Rest my soul from tthe depths within |
| We are lonely souls |
| Who burns your every breath |
| Like a broken record |
| Stuck on the sound of death |
| Like a broken record |
| Stuck on the sound of death |
| You know what I read on the walls o the the city today? |
| Your greed isn’t worth |
| The price we all pay |
| You know what I’ve wrte on my skin last night? |
| Don’t be afraid, I’ve not yet begun to fight |
| You know what I read on the walls o the the city today? |
| Your greed isn’t worth |
| The price we all pay |
| You know what I’ve wrte on my skin last night? |
| Don’t be afraid, I’ve not yet begun to fight |
| A last chance is in front of ou |
| The last right thing we should ever do |
| Wake up! |
| Stand up! |
| The last right thing we should do |
| Wake up! |
| Stand up! |
| The last right thing we should do |
| If your eyes are finally open |
| Let’s mark these fucking words in your head |
| Ain’t no future, but our future |
| Ain’t no future, but our future |
| Ain’t no future, but our future |
| Ain’t no future, but our future |
| Ain’t no future, but our future |
| Ain’t no future, but our future |
| Vaffanculo! |
| We are lonely souls |
| Who burns your every breath |
| Like a broken record |
| Stuck on the sound of death |