Dead Souls 文本歌词
作词 : Илья Шишкин
作曲 : Илья Шишкин
[Intro]
**** the, **** the, yeah...
[Chorus]
**** the chains around your neck
**** the carats on your wrist
Rich mother****ers play on our coffins
You're afraid of their blacklist, yeah (Aye!)
Yeah, **** the chains around your neck
**** the carats on your wrist
Rich mother****ers play on our coffins
You're afraid of their blacklist
[Verse 1]
She shakes before the kings like a comatose
They've seen more tears from holes
Looking for idols but she got lost
Silence amid the same screams of ghosts
Welcome to the world of drugs
Welcome to the world of violence and dead souls
Bitches work for the show like blind(blind) dolls
They're being pulled by scarecrows
Money leaves them no(no) choice
Do you want this cache(cash?)pose
When you get tired of splashes and noise
We'll dance on your sold bones
[Pre-Chorus]
Don't gape at their wealth (Hey bitch, too close!)
They look like gods but they sting like a rose
[Chorus]
**** the chains around your neck
**** the carats on your wrist
Rich mother****ers play on our coffins
You're afraid of their blacklist, yeah (Aye!)
Yeah, **** the chains around your neck
**** the carats on your wrist
Rich mother****ers play on our coffins
You're afraid of their blacklist
[Verse 2]
Guys outside the will for a dose
Guys outside the will for guns
You could have lived better but the money left no choice
Could have lived better but there was no Golden spoon in the ass
No future but there is a sad past
Gave yourself to the culture of the masses
Someone at the top and you rot behind bars
Society doesn't need you cause you have many scars
Cause they have a lot of gods
Cause they like to be false
Yeah
****the chains around your neck
**** **** **** the carats on your wrist
rich mother****ers play on our coffins
you're afraid of their blacklist, yeah
Dead Souls LRC歌词
作词 : Илья Шишкин
作曲 : Илья Шишкин
[Intro]
**** the, **** the, yeah...
[Chorus]
**** the chains around your neck
**** the carats on your wrist
Rich mother****ers play on our coffins
You're afraid of their blacklist, yeah (Aye!)
Yeah, **** the chains around your neck
**** the carats on your wrist
Rich mother****ers play on our coffins
You're afraid of their blacklist
[Verse 1]
She shakes before the kings like a comatose
They've seen more tears from holes
Looking for idols but she got lost
Silence amid the same screams of ghosts
Welcome to the world of drugs
Welcome to the world of violence and dead souls
Bitches work for the show like blind(blind) dolls
They're being pulled by scarecrows
Money leaves them no(no) choice
Do you want this cache(cash?)pose
When you get tired of splashes and noise
We'll dance on your sold bones
[Pre-Chorus]
Don't gape at their wealth (Hey bitch, too close!)
They look like gods but they sting like a rose
[Chorus]
**** the chains around your neck
**** the carats on your wrist
Rich mother****ers play on our coffins
You're afraid of their blacklist, yeah (Aye!)
Yeah, **** the chains around your neck
**** the carats on your wrist
Rich mother****ers play on our coffins
You're afraid of their blacklist
[Verse 2]
Guys outside the will for a dose
Guys outside the will for guns
You could have lived better but the money left no choice
Could have lived better but there was no Golden spoon in the ass
No future but there is a sad past
Gave yourself to the culture of the masses
Someone at the top and you rot behind bars
Society doesn't need you cause you have many scars
Cause they have a lot of gods
Cause they like to be false
Yeah
****the chains around your neck
**** **** **** the carats on your wrist
rich mother****ers play on our coffins
you're afraid of their blacklist, yeah