Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Search, artist - This Is Hell. Album song Weight Of The World, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 07.06.2010
Record label: Rise
Song language: English
The Search |
| We’re up to our chests in last years debt and armed |
| To the teeth with spite and grief. |
| It’s the fine art of original |
| Sin, fighting these wars we knew we’d never win |
| We’re searching for oil, we’re searching for gold |
| We’re searching for god, or so I’m told |
| We’re up to our throats in next years hope and armed to |
| The nines with malice inside, our heads and our hearts drowning |
| In false starts, standing in a flood trying to find a spark |
| We’re searching for oil, we’re searching for gold |
| We’re searching for god, or so I’m told |
| We’re searching for solace, we search for peace |
| We want everything that’s out of reach |
| The rains they came and you know they never stopped |
| Knee deep in soil yet still missing the plot. |
| The lies you told |
| Are know the cards you fold. |
| Pull the knife from our heart it’s |
| Dripping with gold |
| We’re searching for oil, we’re searching for gold |
| We’re searching for god, or so I’m told |
| We’re searching for solace, we search for peace |
| We want everything that’s out of reach |
| All these stories won’t go untold, something to |
| Remember when our hearts run out of gold |