[00:00.000] 作曲 : Brandon Waskiewicz-Alvarez/Giovanni López/Donald Evan Fuson
[00:00.788]Lyrics by Gamibr
[00:18.385]Pleasure
[00:22.422]Killing me softly now
[00:27.687]Release all the pressure
[00:31.915]The temperature elevates the road to paradise
[00:40.784]Your haunting never felt so good
[00:45.023]Eliciting feelings of grandeur
[00:50.038]This nature
[00:52.450]Illuminates the parasite that's
[00:57.470]Inside
[01:00.832]My paradise in ruin
[01:05.821]When the rain pours
[01:10.354]I stand there and smile as I look at grey filled skies
[01:19.073]Flood all the air in my lungs
[01:24.864]Drowning from all of my shame
[01:30.274]And though the sky's falling down I'm at peace with this vice
[01:36.134]So sick
[01:37.459]Their cures are cycles
[01:40.983]We were never made to feel anything but nothing
[01:45.596]Better now, but never better
[01:47.996]Stormy skies with darker weather
[01:50.424]Can't we get our fix?
[01:52.100]Can't we get our fix?
[01:55.258]Pressure from tending new wounds
[01:58.791]Killing me softly, eroding my peace
[02:03.234]What will be the aftermath?
[02:06.732]When is all is said
[02:09.139]Do I sow what I reap?
[02:22.970]I reap what I sow
[02:35.752]So sick
[02:38.257]Their cures are cycles
[02:40.844]We were never made to feel anything but nothing
[02:45.566]Better now, but never better
[02:48.010]Stormy skies with darker weather
[02:50.293]Can't I get my fix
[02:52.485]Can't I get my fix
[02:55.044]So sick
[02:57.176]Their cures are cycles
[03:00.166]We were never made to feel anything but nothing
[03:04.780]Better now, but never better
[03:07.271]Stormy skies with darker weather
[03:09.635]Can't we get our fix
[03:11.836]Can't we get our fix
[03:16.883]Their cures are cycles
[03:19.233]We were never made to feel anything but nothing
[03:23.999]Better now, but never better
[03:26.528]Stormy skies with darker weather
[03:28.794]Can't we get our fix
[03:31.113]Can't we get our fix

作曲 : Brandon Waskiewicz-Alvarez/Giovanni López/Donald Evan Fuson
Lyrics by Gamibr
Pleasure
Killing me softly now
Release all the pressure
The temperature elevates the road to paradise
Your haunting never felt so good
Eliciting feelings of grandeur
This nature
Illuminates the parasite that's
Inside
My paradise in ruin
When the rain pours
I stand there and smile as I look at grey filled skies
Flood all the air in my lungs
Drowning from all of my shame
And though the sky's falling down I'm at peace with this vice
So sick
Their cures are cycles
We were never made to feel anything but nothing
Better now, but never better
Stormy skies with darker weather
Can't we get our fix?
Can't we get our fix?
Pressure from tending new wounds
Killing me softly, eroding my peace
What will be the aftermath?
When is all is said
Do I sow what I reap?
I reap what I sow
So sick
Their cures are cycles
We were never made to feel anything but nothing
Better now, but never better
Stormy skies with darker weather
Can't I get my fix
Can't I get my fix
So sick
Their cures are cycles
We were never made to feel anything but nothing
Better now, but never better
Stormy skies with darker weather
Can't we get our fix
Can't we get our fix
Their cures are cycles
We were never made to feel anything but nothing
Better now, but never better
Stormy skies with darker weather
Can't we get our fix
Can't we get our fix