
Tired Minds : Good Life

歌词
1. OLD BLOOD
All of my cold blood
Gives no life to my bite.
All my bitter sense and
All my body’s wretched.
I still hate the cold.
Why do I feel so old ?
I’ve got no life in my bite and I break when
I lost all of the bend.
Now I’m just dying in time.
All my gut feeling return to us.
My head stop leaving,
Give me my guts.
All my bitter sense and all my body’s wretched.
2. OLD WORLD RELICS
Leopards of the old world,
They’re relics.
They’re flicking their tongues,
Spit burning the floor,
And I fell for all the wicked west.
Hope I don’t make it.
I’ve got a trainwreck of thought throw my head to the snake pit,
And I fell for all the wicked west.
Safe hand of might,
I’m at war with the left and right.
I’ve got to get out of the wicked west.
Give it all to the snake pit.
3. PIGS
And I've been thinking about we're all living debt.
We're all privileged wrecks,
And I fell hard for the inside.
And the ultraviolet,
Like venom in the white of my eyes.
Those pigs do sweat if they starve.
All of the old gold and flesh.
All of the rulers of food and our rent.
And I've been thinking about we're all living debt.
We're all privileged wrecks.
And I fell hard for the inside.
4. GOODLUCK
All of my love belongs to all of my feeling inside my blood.
All of the heavens closing up,
Life is good growing up in this land of luck.
All of the people shutted up.
Life is grey growing up in this land of luck.
We've all got the common gripe.
My friends and I still looking for that good luck.
My friends and I still looking for that good life.
All of my love belongs to us.
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