- 歌詞
- アルバムリスト
- 歌手の紹介
Street Sects
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Featherweight Hate
Blamed your defeat On your so called disease I was certain you'd die Staring drunkenly into my eyes
And your worth was obscured No one valued your word Your last ride in my car Bought you a dime behind bars
Leaving a wife and child To fend for themselves Carrying secrets you knew They'd be too scared to tell
Blamed your arrest On your poor taste in friends もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com But it wasn't their fault You let desperation break your heart
And I know it was wrong To never visit or call But as our mother would say I had my own debts to pay
On the eve of your release I began trembling As thoughts raced through my mind I'd heard talk of how you'd changed inside
So I showered and then loaded my shotgun And sat facing the door To welcome my brother back home
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