Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Ses


Arayüz


Zorluk seviyesi


Aksan



arayüz dili

tr

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Çerez politikası   |   Destek   |   FAQ
1
Kayıt Giriş
Lyrkit

bağış yapmak

5$

Lyrkit

bağış yapmak

10$

Lyrkit

bağış yapmak

20$

Lyrkit

Ve/veya beni sosyal medyada destekleyin. ağlar:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Periphery

Luck As A Constant

 

Luck As A Constant

(albüm: Periphery II: This Time It's Personal - 2012)


Staring up at the ceiling.
My life falling into the flames.
Something's gnawing.
My shoulder is scarring.
This moment into my memory fade.

The father's speak we might as well be castrated. (castrated)
Oh it feels so good from where I stand.
The one abstaining from all human needs and pleasantries is the one I'll never will be.

Collecting through the shapes a sense of power filling me and I will never let go.
I'll never let it go.

Bending will of man in the hearts of a God.
Shut the fuck up and let us live a life we can call our own.
Leave me alone.

If you love the guilt then let it die.
A life kept so clean will measure the price of misery.
If you love the guilt then let it die.
In silence we will remain.

If you love the guilt then let it die.
A life kept so clean will measure the price of misery.
But manifest a taste of paradise and surely you'll see the sinner side of me.

Tamamlandı

Bu şarkıdaki tüm yabancı kelimeleri eklediniz mi?