Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sineater, artist - Punch Cabbie. Album song Human Intrusion, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 08.03.2018
Record label: Illustra Distribution
Song language: English
Sineater |
And you stood, stood, stood, stood strong. |
Fighting back those demons that are haunt, haunt, haunting you now. |
And you held, held, held, held, held you ground. |
While all those voice where screaming so god damb, so god damb load and now na You stood, stood, stood, stood, stood strong. |
And never took advantage of the ones that held your crown. |
But you hold, hold, hold, hold, hold them down to take possession now |
By my self but not alone, |
By my self but not alone, |
By my self but not alone, this head holds a battle field burning strong and the |
voices are taking out my ego. |
Now in the time, time, time, time that it takes. |
To drink it down it down, the wine, it’s all, but to late. |
And when you make, make, make your rounds. |
To find a host that’s capable of holding down, holding down this crowd and now |
na. |
When it all, all, all, all goes away. |
Every persona leave just a little, just a little, just a little trace and now. |
But you stood, stood, stood, stood strong to take control now. |
By my self but not alone, |
By my self but not alone, |
By my self but not alone, this head holds a battle field burning strong and the |
voices are taking out my ego. |
Take my place at the front of the line. |
I got a finger that I’m pointing at you. |
So now took your sin in ate it down with a bit of bread. |
What a reckless recluse. |
So now heaven won’t take what hell’s cast out now. |
So what a windowless view. |
Into oblivion, what’s left, limbs got to shake. |
What a waste of youth. |
First |
In line. |
By my self but not alone, |
By my self but not alone, |
By my self but not alone, this head holds a battle field burning strong and the |
voices are taking out my ego. |
Take my place at the front of the line. |
I got a finger that I’m pointing at you. |
So now took your sin in ate it down with a bit of bread |
What a reckless recluse |
So now heaven won’t take what hell’s cast out now |
So what a windowless view. |
Into oblivion, what’s left, limbs got to shake |
What a waste of youth. |
First |
In line. |
First |
In time |