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标题:Blackball
标签: 总谱
作词:Offspring
节拍: ♩ = 148
注释:In thisworld of hate and shallownessWhere enemies become your consolationandthose of us who win the game give up our mindsI don't call that winningSay this doesn't apply to youBut ask yourself firstWhat have I done today to win the gameandjust what have I sacrificedWin the battle lose the warIknow I've played this game before When people were still realI don't want this anymoreit'stime for me to close the doorThere'snothing left to feelReflecton all our yesterdaysMy own words choke meWhy were they spokenRegretfor the things I've said and done Justcan't compare withRegret for those that I have never triedSoblame this world or blame yourself It's really all the sameWhen you arestanding on the precipiceFromwhich you just cannot returnWin the battle lose the warIknow I've played this game before When people were still realI don't want this anymoreit'stime for me to close the doorThere'snothing left to feelIn the style of forgotten menI look to my horizonI see nothingWhilethoughts of guns and desecrationI Sweep through my mindBut only coffins and bones remainAs Ilook to youThe emptiness behind your eyesSeals my decisionCan't carry oninthis world of jugglersWhere all thisthoughtlessness and bludgeonings Yourkey to successkind of tradition to carry onthe new deseasethe new deseaseYour evil waysHave found their way inside methe new deseasethe new deseaseFor a better lifeIn this high tech dog eat dog existenceWin the battle lose the warIknow I've played this game before When people were still realI don't want this anymoreit'stime for me to close the doorThere'snothing left to feel
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歌曲: Black Ball
歌词:
In this world of hate and shallowness
Where enemies become your consolation
And those of us who win the game give up their minds
I don't call that winning
Say this doesn't apply to you
But ask yourself first
What have I won today to win the game
And just what have I scarified
Win the battle or lose the war
I know I've played this game before
When people were still real
I don't want this anymore
It's time for me to close the door
There's nothing left to feel
Reflect on all out yesterdays
My own words choke me, why were they spoken
Regret for things I've said and done just can't compare with
Regret for that I have never tried
So blame this world or blame yourself
It's really all the same
When you are standing on that precipice
From which you just cannot return
Win the battle or lose the war
I know I've played this game before
When people were still real
I don't want this anymore
It's time for me to close the door
There's nothing left to feel
In the style of forgotten men
I look to my horizon - I see nothing
While thoughts of guns and desecration sweep through my mind
But only coffins and bones remain
As I look to you, the emptiness behind your eyes seals my decision
Can't carry on in a world of jugglers where all this thoughtlessness
And bludgeoning your key to success
What kind of tradition to carry on
BlacKoall - The new disease
BlacKoall - The new disease
BlacKoall - Your evil ways have found their way inside me
BlacKoall - The new disease
BlacKoall - The new disease
BlacKoall - For a better life in this high tech dog eat dog existence