Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Part, artist - Unjust. Album song To Lose A Name, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 31.12.2007
Record label: Unjust
Song language: English
The Part |
| Take a look in this operating room |
| Fear up in his eyes they never spill |
| Now he feels like the altered one |
| Growing up in this life with it |
| Now you be what you want to |
| DonÂ't ask for their praise |
| YouÂ've been tired of waiting all these years to grow up |
| Take a look at this home that they create |
| Blistering of his life, will never heal |
| So he seek for his open looks |
| Searching out for his part to it |
| Now you be what you want to |
| DonÂ't ask for their praise |
| YouÂ've been tired of waiting |
| All so goddamn aggravated all through the years |
| What does it mean? |
| These 40 lashes for listening to them |
| Weakens the power of love |
| Now you be what you want to |
| DonÂ't ask for their praise |
| YouÂ've been tired of waiting |
| All so goddamn aggravated all through the years |
| What does it mean? |
| These 40 lashes for listening to them |
| Weakens the power of love |
| This call of your, for your broken heart to heal |
| YouÂ've been tired alone and the course that youÂ'll take |
| Is what you believed, for years after |
| HeÂ'll be lost in the wake of your open arms |
| Now take a look at this broken home he made |
| Fear locked up inside, never meant to be free |
| But it screams out for something close to hear it |
| These busy eyes they will never see |
| I said IÂ'll drink my 40 ounce into my grave |
| I said IÂ'll drink your 40 ounce into your grave |
| You bleed through your gums |
| Yet you still talk |
| Yet you open your ears |
| Yet you hear no one |
| You bleed through your gums |
| Yet you still talk |
| Yet you open your ears |
| Yet you hear no one |
| Now take a look at this operating room |
| The fear in his eyes will never spill |
| Now he knows why the only way for him to beat it |
| HeÂ'll always try but heÂ'll never win |
| I said IÂ'll drink my 40 ounce into my grave |
| I said IÂ'll drink your 40 ounce into your grave |
| You bleed through your gums |
| Yet you still talk |
| Yet you open your ears |
| Yet you hear no one |
| You bleed through your gums |
| Yet you still talk |
| Yet you open your ears |
| But you hear no one |
| It feeds in your self, all it needs is one |
| It bleeds but it never spills |
| It closes your heart |
| Distances your body |
| Only now control can feed within |
| HeÂ's been bad boy |
| Oh itÂ's not the only way |
| HeÂ's been bad boy |
| Yeah itÂ's not what he seeks |
| But some ones prize it takes |
| I said IÂ'll drink my 40 ounce into my grave |
| I said IÂ'll drink that 40 ounce into your grave |