lirik lagu battle lines – the temperance movement
raised my eyes to light beyond the surface
stretched my fingers upon the virgin sand
dragged my belly across the open danger
stimulation few could understand
blood stain on my moral fibre
bleached out but it’s never been right
reclaimed by a hob-nailed hipster
reaching for his better side
who knew i was a fine grind gangster
heart beating by my only vice
when the money ain’t winning the war
you redraw the battle lines
further over i spied the weaker brother
suicidal by his own design
raised his head up and cried what they had called him
with my blue eyes and a name the same as mine
hurricane in the natural order
you best dive if you missed the ark
when the high tide pulling you down
you swim like a tiger shark
who knew i was a fine grind gangster
heart beating by my only vice
when the money ain’t winning the war
you redraw the battle lines
alright, alright, alright
blood stain in my moral fibre
bleached out but it’s never been right
reclaimed by a hob-nailed hipster
reaching for his better side
who knew i was a fine grind gangster
heart beating by my only vice
when the money ain’t winning the war
you redraw the battle lines
alright
redraw the battle lines
redraw the battle lines
redraw, redraw, redraw
lirik lagu lainnya :
- kumpulan lirik lagu lisa › lirik lagu 君にピエロ (kimi ni piero) – lisa
- kumpulan lirik lagu syahiba saufa › lirik lagu sahabat – syahiba saufa
- kumpulan lirik lagu don tetto › lirik lagu fallido intento (en vivo) [360°] – don tetto
- kumpulan lirik lagu florian frank › lirik lagu ich will dich – florian frank
- kumpulan lirik lagu benjamin hav › lirik lagu musse – benjamin hav
- kumpulan lirik lagu frente › lirik lagu most beautiful (acoustic) – frente!
- kumpulan lirik lagu nasevilla › lirik lagu sentimientos encontrados en navidad – nasevilla
- kumpulan lirik lagu keam › lirik lagu случайностей не бывает (there are no accidents) – keam
- kumpulan lirik lagu mina › lirik lagu farfalle – mina
- kumpulan lirik lagu daniele scarsella › lirik lagu rovesciarsi nel buio – daniele scarsella