The GazettE
The GazettE - Hyena (English Version) songtekst
Je score:
Ugly acting and song Dancing is a poor way of looking handsome Your copulation is dirtier than money. Unprincipled strategist An abused middle aged spread Feeling like a Tengu in the corner of a brown pipe Please disappear, because it is an eyesore You were born from the mouth? The only kind of flattery is that which is sold through a knothole Your copulation is dirtier than money. Unprincipled strategist An abused middle aged spread A half-crazed kid who is soaking wet Please disappear, because it is an eyesore It fails together if going atraight. Curtain of wine red, I can't discern anything from it The dancing dreams come floating by A distorted masquerade, that mimics them on both sides If I drown you, as you are now In fluttering love, and adorn you with it A sheltered and broken prince Will swarm you, in a moment of sympathy The day that a chandelier on the back of the head Went out of style, sympathy was a hyena The voice that bloomed on your face Will keep your accumulated ideals around until they die An easy-going "eternity" has useful dreams What color would your tears be And what color would your words be If painted out? And would you have your same face? Too many signs have been visible And too many lies given Hey, you're just going to rot away, conceited If I drown you, as you are now In fluttering love, and adorn you with it A sheltered and broken prince Will swarm you, in a moment of sympathy The day that a chandelier on the back of the head Went out of style, sympathy was a hyena