Paroles Cold Wars de One Dead Three Wounded

One Dead Three Wounded
  • 0.0Vous n'aimez pas les paroles de One Dead Three Woundedloading
  • Note 0.0/5 basée sur 0 avis.
  • Artiste: One Dead Three Wounded29469
  • Chanson: Cold Wars
  • Langue:

Les chansons similaires

Head de Bile

Screaming in horror, deafening in hate. Bleeding with fear, writhing in pain. Retribution. Vindication. MY BRAIN IS POUNDING! MY BRAIN IS POUNDING! MY BRAIN IS POUNDING! MY BRAIN! Dying slow, wash away...

Reasons de Suicide Machines (The)

toxic landfill don't care just kill losing our minds free thoughts bled dry ethnic cleansing blood is spilling this world's sickening words do nothing screaming for nothing you're screaming for change screaming...

Reasons de The Suicide Machines

toxic landfill don't care just kill losing our minds free thoughts bled dry ethnic cleansing blood is spilling this world's sickening words do nothing screaming for nothing you're screaming...

Screaming de Scheer

Screaming, screaming, screaming. Is these something you want, Is these something you need, Come in through the back door, When everyone is asleep. Shut up in a box, Tied up with ribbons, But now the box is breaking...

New Dogs Old Tricks de One Minute Silence

You got thirty minutes to clear the fuckin' area! Boom bang, shit flew, brains too life removed, leaders unmoved, Provo's prove, once again, the needs outweigh the few, the means outweighed the crew, one...

Textes et Paroles de Cold Wars





Apparently I got world war three inside of me
I got a fucking war in me
Dear Tim, stop screaming. Who the fuck do you think you're convincing?
You keep screaming about the things that you won't change.
You keep screaming about the worst things in your brain

Your El trains only illuminate bad scenes
Your own brain creates the war you wage
No, I think I did it again. I wrote about my pain with a pen
No, I think I did it again. I wrote about the worst things in my head
Yeah, I think we got a whole fucking lot to learn

Dear Tim, stop screaming. Who the fuck do you think you're convincing?
You keep screaming about the things that you won't change.
You keep screaming about the worst things in your brain
Your El trains only illuminate bad scenes
Your own brain creates the war

When will you figure it out?
You find comfort in these cynical songs.
And if that's where you've been then it's where you belong
Right now I'd rather play guitar than sing
To avoid all the bad news I feel so compelled to bring
To avoid all the sad song I feel so compelled to say

Dear Tim, stop screaming. Who the fuck do you think you're convincing?
You keep screaming about the things that you won't change.
You keep screaming about the worst things in your brain
Your El trains only illuminate bad scenes
Your own brain creates the war
I got world war three


N'hésitez pas à faire une recherche de paroles d'une chanson dont vous ne connaissez qu'un morceau de texte avec notre moteur de paroles et chansons