Текст песни Billy Talent - Voices Of Violence
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Голоса насилия Не жди рыцаря в сияющих доспехах**, Твой спаситель отражается в зеркале, Эти цветы выросли из луж крови на земле! Сгреби листья со своего газона и моей могилы, Факт в том, что каждый режется до крови во время бритья, Нет никакого смысла, так что не отпирайся, мы все одинаковы! Мы всё вернём! Сломанный кинжал, южное чванство! Голоса насилия... Эти ковбои уедут на закате, Однажды их забавы обернулись против них. Встречный огонь, их дымящиеся пистолеты никогда не узнают отдыха! Покажи всех скелетов в шкафу, Эти незнакомцы - друзья, которых ты никогда не встречал. Они отправят им свои соболезнования на открытке Холлмарк***. Мы всё вернём! Сломанный кинжал, южное чванство! Голоса насилия... Даже после того как я умру и меня похоронят, я буду помнить, Даже после того как я умру и меня похоронят, я вернусь назад сражаться! Мы всё вернём! Сломанный кинжал, южное чванство! Голоса насилия... Голоса насилия всегда будут слышны... Dont wait for a knight in shining armor Your savior's reflected in the mirror These flowers have grown from blood stains on the ground Go rake the leaves off your grass and my grave The fact is everyone bleeds when they shave Theres no use, so dont deny we're just the same We'll take it back... Broken dagger, southern swagger Voices of violence, Voices of violence (Yeah...Yeah...) We'll take it back... Broken dagger, southern swagger Voices of violence, Voices of violence (Yeah...Yeah...) These cowboys will ride off in the sunset Once their toys have turned another profit Back fire, their smoking guns will never rest Unleash the skeletons from the closet These Strangers are friends that you've never met They'll send them sympathies with a Hallmark card We'll take it back... Broken dagger, southern swagger Voices of violence, Voices of violence (Yeah...Yeah...) We'll take it back... Broken dagger, southern swagger Voices of violence, Voices of violence (Yeah...Yeah...) Even after I’m dead and buried I'll still remember, I’ll still remember Even after I’m dead and buried I'll still remember. I'll Still Remember Even after I’m dead and buried I’ll come back fighting, I’ll come back fighting Voices of violence, Voices of violence (yeah...Yeah...) We'll take it back... Broken dagger, southern swagger Voices of violence, Voices of violence (Yeah...Yeah...) Voices of violence will always be heard Voices Of Violence, Voices Of Violence Voices of violence will always be heard Voices Of Violence, Voices Of Violence Смотрите также:
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voices of violence
Do not wait for a knight in shining armor **
Your savior is reflected in a mirror,
These flowers are grown from pools of blood on the ground !
Raking leaves from your lawn and my grave ,
The fact that each cut to the blood during shaving ,
Makes no sense, so do not deny it , we are all the same !
We will refund all !
Broken dagger , southern swagger !
Voices of violence ...
These cowboys leave at sunset,
Once their fun turned against them.
Backfire , their smoking guns will never know the rest!
Show all the skeletons in the closet,
These strangers - friends whom you have never met .
They sent his condolences to the Hallmark card . ***
We will refund all !
Broken dagger , southern swagger !
Voices of violence ...
Even after I'm dead and bury me , I will remember
Even after I'm dead and bury me , I will return to fight back !
We will refund all !
Broken dagger , southern swagger !
Voices of violence ...
Voices of violence will always be heard ...
Dont wait for a knight in shining armor
Your savior's reflected in the mirror
These flowers have grown from blood stains on the ground
Go rake the leaves off your grass and my grave
The fact is everyone bleeds when they shave
Theres no use, so dont deny we're just the same
We'll take it back ...
Broken dagger, southern swagger
Voices of violence, Voices of violence
(Yeah. .. Yeah ...)
We'll take it back ...
Broken dagger, southern swagger
Voices of violence, Voices of violence
(Yeah. .. Yeah ...)
These cowboys will ride off in the sunset
Once their toys have turned another profit
Back fire, their smoking guns will never rest
Unleash the skeletons from the closet
These Strangers are friends that you've never met
They'll send them sympathies with a Hallmark card
We'll take it back ...
Broken dagger, southern swagger
Voices of violence, Voices of violence
(Yeah. .. Yeah ...)
We'll take it back ...
Broken dagger, southern swagger
Voices of violence, Voices of violence
(Yeah. .. Yeah ...)
Even after I'm dead and buried
I'll still remember, I'll still remember
Even after I'm dead and buried
I'll still remember. I'll Still Remember
Even after I'm dead and buried
I'll come back fighting, I'll come back fighting
Voices of violence, Voices of violence
(yeah. .. Yeah ...)
We'll take it back ...
Broken dagger, southern swagger
Voices of violence, Voices of violence
(Yeah. .. Yeah ...)
Voices of violence will always be heard
Voices Of Violence, Voices Of Violence
Voices of violence will always be heard
Voices Of Violence, Voices Of Violence
