九酷音樂(lè)網(wǎng)Little People歌詞
作曲 : Brian Roberson
[Verse 1: Mr. J. Medeiros]
Envision the prison of age
Where the apparent disposition
Is that of a parrot commissioned to live in a cage
Who hits the parents when decisions are made
To not listen and they got their fists in opposition to fair play
Must be in your submission to rage
You became a victim the same way
The system done gave way
Inflicting the same pain
Your convicted and can't blame
Recondition your brain till your convinced you can't change
Understandably wishin' family tradition won't land you in a position
Where you feelin' the rain
Lonely without a home, cause now your child's grown
Wearing a milestone like its the only tie you own
Crying when your alone
Hoping that God forgives you, wondering if your kids do
No one should have to live through
The violence that you been through
The fight that's still within you
Its time to make things right and free the child that lives in you
[Hook]
Hear me...see me...
Do you even know I'm still breathing
I listen to the sounds of a TV
The only thing that really wants to reach me
Daddy listen...Mommy please...
There must be a better way to raise me
I'm yelling till my ears can't hear me
Into a silence that kills me
[Verse 2: Stro]
There Billy stands in twenty below gripping his coat
That froze two hours ago
Dramatic I know, but cold ain't it, seven year old's waiting
Takes another look at a picture that lost time painted
We say put it away I can't look at it
The truth stings a little when you look at it
We're creating a mold of bad habits
When the teacher got eleven year old's that blast at 'em
And the world tunes in just then
Listening to every word that he should have heard at age ten
Then daddy wonders where it all began
He could call you a father, but couldn't really ever call you a friend
You worked hard to provide a home for good living
And you figured, that's all that you really had to give 'em
Now, if you don't know much know this
All work, no play, far cry, near miss
[Hook]
Hear me...see me...
Do you even know I'm still breathing
I listen to the sounds of a TV
The only thing that really wants to reach me
Daddy listen...Mommy please...
There must be a better way to raise me
I'm yelling till my ears can't hear me
Into a silence that kills me
[Verse 3: Rez]
It was once said that the
Grass will wither and the flowers will fall down
And every man will pass when his number gets called
But when a child takes his life that type of logic don't work out
A flower never chose to pluck its own pedals out
And through out of the tears it gets so clear
That the son I held dear I lost somewhere
Between my work passion and a child size casket
Hard to grasp when these dreams keep flashing his
Cold foot hanging from a stainless steel table and
A white sheet stain with a mothers pain a grief
Every day I wake to face this feeling of pain
So I milk the scapegoat to ease this feeling of blame thinking
What kind of man am I? What kind of mother were you?
What kind of life did we subject our child to?
Wishing I would have listened I would have probably seen clues
Praying for salvation that his soul could sure use
[Hook]
Hear me...see me...
Do you even know I'm still breathing
I listen to the sounds of a TV
The only thing that really wants to reach me
Daddy listen...Mommy please...
There must be a better way to raise me
I'm yelling till my ears can't hear me
Into a silence that kills me
[Verse 1: Mr. J. Medeiros]
Envision the prison of age
Where the apparent disposition
Is that of a parrot commissioned to live in a cage
Who hits the parents when decisions are made
To not listen and they got their fists in opposition to fair play
Must be in your submission to rage
You became a victim the same way
The system done gave way
Inflicting the same pain
Your convicted and can't blame
Recondition your brain till your convinced you can't change
Understandably wishin' family tradition won't land you in a position
Where you feelin' the rain
Lonely without a home, cause now your child's grown
Wearing a milestone like its the only tie you own
Crying when your alone
Hoping that God forgives you, wondering if your kids do
No one should have to live through
The violence that you been through
The fight that's still within you
Its time to make things right and free the child that lives in you
[Hook]
Hear me...see me...
Do you even know I'm still breathing
I listen to the sounds of a TV
The only thing that really wants to reach me
Daddy listen...Mommy please...
There must be a better way to raise me
I'm yelling till my ears can't hear me
Into a silence that kills me
[Verse 2: Stro]
There Billy stands in twenty below gripping his coat
That froze two hours ago
Dramatic I know, but cold ain't it, seven year old's waiting
Takes another look at a picture that lost time painted
We say put it away I can't look at it
The truth stings a little when you look at it
We're creating a mold of bad habits
When the teacher got eleven year old's that blast at 'em
And the world tunes in just then
Listening to every word that he should have heard at age ten
Then daddy wonders where it all began
He could call you a father, but couldn't really ever call you a friend
You worked hard to provide a home for good living
And you figured, that's all that you really had to give 'em
Now, if you don't know much know this
All work, no play, far cry, near miss
[Hook]
Hear me...see me...
Do you even know I'm still breathing
I listen to the sounds of a TV
The only thing that really wants to reach me
Daddy listen...Mommy please...
There must be a better way to raise me
I'm yelling till my ears can't hear me
Into a silence that kills me
[Verse 3: Rez]
It was once said that the
Grass will wither and the flowers will fall down
And every man will pass when his number gets called
But when a child takes his life that type of logic don't work out
A flower never chose to pluck its own pedals out
And through out of the tears it gets so clear
That the son I held dear I lost somewhere
Between my work passion and a child size casket
Hard to grasp when these dreams keep flashing his
Cold foot hanging from a stainless steel table and
A white sheet stain with a mothers pain a grief
Every day I wake to face this feeling of pain
So I milk the scapegoat to ease this feeling of blame thinking
What kind of man am I? What kind of mother were you?
What kind of life did we subject our child to?
Wishing I would have listened I would have probably seen clues
Praying for salvation that his soul could sure use
[Hook]
Hear me...see me...
Do you even know I'm still breathing
I listen to the sounds of a TV
The only thing that really wants to reach me
Daddy listen...Mommy please...
There must be a better way to raise me
I'm yelling till my ears can't hear me
Into a silence that kills me
Little PeopleLRC歌詞
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Brian Roberson
[00:00.00]
[00:09.87][Verse 1: Mr. J. Medeiros]
[00:28.904]Envision the prison of age
[00:30.378]Where the apparent disposition
[00:31.854]Is that of a parrot commissioned to live in a cage
[00:33.959]Who hits the parents when decisions are made
[00:35.986]To not listen and they got their fists in opposition to fair play
[00:39.332]Must be in your submission to rage
[00:40.939]You became a victim the same way
[00:42.980]The system done gave way
[00:44.239]Inflicting the same pain
[00:45.354]Your convicted and can't blame
[00:46.804]Recondition your brain till your convinced you can't change
[00:49.334]Understandably wishin' family tradition won't land you in a position
[00:52.856]Where you feelin' the rain
[00:54.103]Lonely without a home, cause now your child's grown
[00:56.510]Wearing a milestone like its the only tie you own
[00:59.166]Crying when your alone
[01:00.252]Hoping that God forgives you, wondering if your kids do
[01:02.842]No one should have to live through
[01:04.124]The violence that you been through
[01:05.325]The fight that's still within you
[01:06.574]Its time to make things right and free the child that lives in you
[01:08.929][Hook]
[01:09.714]Hear me...see me...
[01:12.136]Do you even know I'm still breathing
[01:14.735]I listen to the sounds of a TV
[01:16.872]The only thing that really wants to reach me
[01:19.692]Daddy listen...Mommy please...
[01:22.207]There must be a better way to raise me
[01:24.546]I'm yelling till my ears can't hear me
[01:26.832]Into a silence that kills me
[01:28.574][Verse 2: Stro]
[01:28.930]There Billy stands in twenty below gripping his coat
[01:31.972]That froze two hours ago
[01:33.600]Dramatic I know, but cold ain't it, seven year old's waiting
[01:36.539]Takes another look at a picture that lost time painted
[01:39.227]We say put it away I can't look at it
[01:41.766]The truth stings a little when you look at it
[01:44.199]We're creating a mold of bad habits
[01:46.142]When the teacher got eleven year old's that blast at 'em
[01:48.94]And the world tunes in just then
[01:50.348]Listening to every word that he should have heard at age ten
[01:53.024]Then daddy wonders where it all began
[01:55.320]He could call you a father, but couldn't really ever call you a friend
[01:58.265]You worked hard to provide a home for good living
[02:00.930]And you figured, that's all that you really had to give 'em
[02:03.938]Now, if you don't know much know this
[02:05.882]All work, no play, far cry, near miss
[02:08.333][Hook]
[02:09.235]Hear me...see me...
[02:11.509]Do you even know I'm still breathing
[02:14.016]I listen to the sounds of a TV
[02:16.178]The only thing that really wants to reach me
[02:18.830]Daddy listen...Mommy please...
[02:21.229]There must be a better way to raise me
[02:23.614]I'm yelling till my ears can't hear me
[02:26.334]Into a silence that kills me
[02:28.268][Verse 3: Rez]
[02:28.590]It was once said that the
[02:29.228]Grass will wither and the flowers will fall down
[02:30.813]And every man will pass when his number gets called
[02:32.890]But when a child takes his life that type of logic don't work out
[02:35.587]A flower never chose to pluck its own pedals out
[02:37.763]And through out of the tears it gets so clear
[02:40.445]That the son I held dear I lost somewhere
[02:42.856]Between my work passion and a child size casket
[02:45.510]Hard to grasp when these dreams keep flashing his
[02:48.159]Cold foot hanging from a stainless steel table and
[02:50.515]A white sheet stain with a mothers pain a grief
[02:52.917]Every day I wake to face this feeling of pain
[02:54.857]So I milk the scapegoat to ease this feeling of blame thinking
[02:57.988]What kind of man am I? What kind of mother were you?
[03:00.623]What kind of life did we subject our child to?
[03:02.805]Wishing I would have listened I would have probably seen clues
[03:05.378]Praying for salvation that his soul could sure use
[03:07.753][Hook]
[03:08.267]Hear me...see me...
[03:10.967]Do you even know I'm still breathing
[03:13.141]I listen to the sounds of a TV
[03:15.80]The only thing that really wants to reach me
[03:18.451]Daddy listen...Mommy please...
[03:20.844]There must be a better way to raise me
[03:23.129]I'm yelling till my ears can't hear me
[03:25.515]Into a silence that kills me
[03:37.82]
[00:00.00]
[00:09.87][Verse 1: Mr. J. Medeiros]
[00:28.904]Envision the prison of age
[00:30.378]Where the apparent disposition
[00:31.854]Is that of a parrot commissioned to live in a cage
[00:33.959]Who hits the parents when decisions are made
[00:35.986]To not listen and they got their fists in opposition to fair play
[00:39.332]Must be in your submission to rage
[00:40.939]You became a victim the same way
[00:42.980]The system done gave way
[00:44.239]Inflicting the same pain
[00:45.354]Your convicted and can't blame
[00:46.804]Recondition your brain till your convinced you can't change
[00:49.334]Understandably wishin' family tradition won't land you in a position
[00:52.856]Where you feelin' the rain
[00:54.103]Lonely without a home, cause now your child's grown
[00:56.510]Wearing a milestone like its the only tie you own
[00:59.166]Crying when your alone
[01:00.252]Hoping that God forgives you, wondering if your kids do
[01:02.842]No one should have to live through
[01:04.124]The violence that you been through
[01:05.325]The fight that's still within you
[01:06.574]Its time to make things right and free the child that lives in you
[01:08.929][Hook]
[01:09.714]Hear me...see me...
[01:12.136]Do you even know I'm still breathing
[01:14.735]I listen to the sounds of a TV
[01:16.872]The only thing that really wants to reach me
[01:19.692]Daddy listen...Mommy please...
[01:22.207]There must be a better way to raise me
[01:24.546]I'm yelling till my ears can't hear me
[01:26.832]Into a silence that kills me
[01:28.574][Verse 2: Stro]
[01:28.930]There Billy stands in twenty below gripping his coat
[01:31.972]That froze two hours ago
[01:33.600]Dramatic I know, but cold ain't it, seven year old's waiting
[01:36.539]Takes another look at a picture that lost time painted
[01:39.227]We say put it away I can't look at it
[01:41.766]The truth stings a little when you look at it
[01:44.199]We're creating a mold of bad habits
[01:46.142]When the teacher got eleven year old's that blast at 'em
[01:48.94]And the world tunes in just then
[01:50.348]Listening to every word that he should have heard at age ten
[01:53.024]Then daddy wonders where it all began
[01:55.320]He could call you a father, but couldn't really ever call you a friend
[01:58.265]You worked hard to provide a home for good living
[02:00.930]And you figured, that's all that you really had to give 'em
[02:03.938]Now, if you don't know much know this
[02:05.882]All work, no play, far cry, near miss
[02:08.333][Hook]
[02:09.235]Hear me...see me...
[02:11.509]Do you even know I'm still breathing
[02:14.016]I listen to the sounds of a TV
[02:16.178]The only thing that really wants to reach me
[02:18.830]Daddy listen...Mommy please...
[02:21.229]There must be a better way to raise me
[02:23.614]I'm yelling till my ears can't hear me
[02:26.334]Into a silence that kills me
[02:28.268][Verse 3: Rez]
[02:28.590]It was once said that the
[02:29.228]Grass will wither and the flowers will fall down
[02:30.813]And every man will pass when his number gets called
[02:32.890]But when a child takes his life that type of logic don't work out
[02:35.587]A flower never chose to pluck its own pedals out
[02:37.763]And through out of the tears it gets so clear
[02:40.445]That the son I held dear I lost somewhere
[02:42.856]Between my work passion and a child size casket
[02:45.510]Hard to grasp when these dreams keep flashing his
[02:48.159]Cold foot hanging from a stainless steel table and
[02:50.515]A white sheet stain with a mothers pain a grief
[02:52.917]Every day I wake to face this feeling of pain
[02:54.857]So I milk the scapegoat to ease this feeling of blame thinking
[02:57.988]What kind of man am I? What kind of mother were you?
[03:00.623]What kind of life did we subject our child to?
[03:02.805]Wishing I would have listened I would have probably seen clues
[03:05.378]Praying for salvation that his soul could sure use
[03:07.753][Hook]
[03:08.267]Hear me...see me...
[03:10.967]Do you even know I'm still breathing
[03:13.141]I listen to the sounds of a TV
[03:15.80]The only thing that really wants to reach me
[03:18.451]Daddy listen...Mommy please...
[03:20.844]There must be a better way to raise me
[03:23.129]I'm yelling till my ears can't hear me
[03:25.515]Into a silence that kills me
[03:37.82]
- 歌詞名：Little People
- 歌手名：The Procussions
- 更新時(shí)間：2023-12-15
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