《Feral Child》歌词

歌曲： Feral Child

所属专辑：Nothing To Everyone

歌手： Kafka Tamura

时长： 03:09

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Feral Child - Kafka Tamura[00:00:00]

Composed by：Kafka Tamura[00:00:01]

Drew of a gun that you hit as they run[00:00:23]

Shredding me on the street of a warzone[00:00:25]

You don't cry you live of die[00:00:29]

Bullets fly on the street of a warzone[00:00:31]

Drew of a gun that you hit as they run[00:00:35]

Feeling numb has drum as they let go[00:00:37]

Harsh is suffocated pice[00:00:41]

Of home with a drone in a warzone[00:00:43]

Treasured pain to acclaim[00:00:47]

Any dead and treaded rat to compose[00:00:50]

Feral child is the world[00:00:53]

Is just a backwards alphabet to expose[00:00:55]

Love in the sun that you feel as they run[00:01:04]

Shredding me on the street as you let go[00:01:06]

You don't cry you live of die[00:01:10]

Bullets fly on the street of a warzone[00:01:12]

Drew of a gun that you hit as they run[00:01:15]

Feeling numb has drum as they let go[00:01:18]

Harsh is suffocated of[00:01:22]

Of home with a drone in a warzone[00:01:24]

Bang from a gun that you feel in the sun[00:01:27]

You're one hundred and thirty-six now[00:01:30]

The getting is just another rank[00:01:33]

Without of without of knockdown[00:01:36]

Treasured pain to acclaim[00:01:39]

Any dead and treaded rat to compose[00:01:42]

Feral child is the world[00:01:45]

Is just a backwards alphabet to expose[00:01:48]

This pain to accla-aim[00:01:51]

Any rat and treaded dead to compose[00:01:54]

Feral child is the world[00:01:57]

Is just a backwards alphabet to expose[00:02:00]

Treasured pain to acclaim[00:02:17]

Any dead and treaded rat to compose[00:02:20]

Feral child is the world[00:02:23]

Is just a backwards alphabet to expose[00:02:26]

This is pain to accla-aim[00:02:29]

Any rat and treaded dead to compose[00:02:32]

Feral child is the world[00:02:35]

Is just a backwards alphabet to-[00:02:38]

Love in the sun that you feel as they run[00:02:41]

Steady feet on the street as you let go[00:02:43]

Limbs start never to repair[00:02:47]

Bullets fly on the street but we don't care[00:02:49]

Bang from a gun that you feel as they run[00:02:52]

You're one hundred and thirty-six now[00:02:55]

Forget names your just another aim[00:02:58]

Crossed out on the of of a knockdown[00:03:00]