Three-Four 歌词

Well sharpen these words and fashion my tongue These bullets were fired from an unloaded gun By some man in the shadows who knows what he's done And hides from the mess that he's made And sinners and saviors it's money they seek I know nothing is perfect no nothing is free And no one can tell me I'm wrong I believe my enemies this life will be the death of me No one said that life is free we were perfect before we were born I can see that nothing's changed in factories one dollar paid To a man who works all day and slaves for a family he has to feed Well there's sin in my soul and blood on my hand There are scars on her body from an unholy man Well nothing can stop me I shake where I stand You were perfect before you were born Well life it gets shorter with each day that pass And I'm scared when I see the reflection I cast Well nothing is sacred no nothing will last We won't pray till there's ash in our hands I believe my enemies this life will be the death of me No one said that life is free we were perfect before we were born I can see that nothing's changed in factories one dollar paid To a man who works all day and slaves for a family he has to feed Well it's two deep breaths inside my chest and it's ten more years until we rest We'll curse the damned and save the blessed we were perfect before we were born