Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lost Boys, artist - MyChildren MyBride. Album song Lost Boy, in the genre Хардкор
Date of issue: 31.12.2009
Record label: Capitol Christian
Song language: English
Lost Boys |
I’m screaming so loud, my throat is bursting |
But like a falling tree in the woods, if no one’s listening am I making noise |
Although I’m still snared by the words of my own breath, I realize a body |
cannot suffer in sweet repose |
Take heart, this will be over soon |
This is everything that you don’t want to hear |
Never again, never again, will my voice fall on deaf ears |
This is everything that you don’t want to hear |
Never again, never again, will my voice fall on deaf ears |
Traded my life for one on the road, gave up it all, but kept my soul |
Hardly a man, no longer a child, I’m just another L.O.S.T. |
B.O.Y |
Loud, obnoxious, pissed off, kid with something to prove, I’ve got nothing to |
lose |
I’m ready to die, ready to die, cause I’m a L.O.S.T. |
B.O.Y |
Dressed in black, with a target painted on my back, I’ve learned to adapt to |
this pedestal you’ve placed me on |
I’m ready to die, I’m ready to die, we are all lost boys. |
L.O.S.T. |
B.O.Y |
We all want what we can’t have, so it’s time we take it all back |
This world’s the iron, we’re the rust, what’s this world going to do with us? |
We are the hammer, we must strike while the iron is hot |
It’s time we lead and not follow |
Quit acting like the space inside your chest is hollow |
Search for me, deep in the cities, singing a rebel yell of pity |
There’s more than blood pumping through these veins |
No pain, no gain |
You’ll find me deep in the cities, singing a rebel yell of pity |
There’s more than blood pumping through these veins |
No pain, no gain |
NO PAIN, NO GAIN |
No pain, no gain |
Like a falling tree in the woods, if no one’s listening am I making noise |
Traded my life, for one on the road, gave up it all, but kept my soul |
Hardly a man, no longer a child, I’m just another L.O.S.T. |
B.O.Y |
Loud, obnoxious, pissed off, kid with something to prove, I’ve got nothing to |
lose |
I’m ready to die, ready to die, cause I’m a L.O.S.T. |
B.O.Y |
Dressed in black, with a target painted on my back, I’ve learned to adapt to |
this pedestal you’ve placed me on. |
I’m ready to die, ready to die, |
cause I’m a L.O.S.T. |
B.O.Y |