ミュージックビデオ
ミュージックビデオ
クレジット
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Max Campbell
Songwriter
Matt Burgess
Songwriter
Ed Anderson
Songwriter
歌詞
I've been knocking at the door all night
Knuckles bloody in the bathroom light
A fighter fights everything in sight
The kitchen sink
The kitchen knife
The glass on the door is cold
From outside on the road
I trace the condensation
It's warm inside my home
Wrap my knuckles up
Ring the bell and pray I don't fuck up again
Every round is the last
And every round is the same
I know what I'm doing here
Clear as day must be something in the air
I just
Wanna move faster
Where's the heart in this
In the trial or the triumph
Where life was missing the art of it
Now stands a canvas giant
Where's the heart in this
In the trial or the triumph
Where life was missing the art of it
Now stands a canvas giant
I've been climbing up the walls all day
Knee to brick and it's pay to play
A fighter lost without his way
Just waiting for the coin to have it's say
Cold light shines out in silence
The in crowd warm and quiet
I climbed this ivory drainpipe
To the rented tower in violence
In violence
Where's the heart in this
In the trial or the triumph
Where life was missing the art of it
Now stands a canvas giant
Where's the heart in this
In the trial or the triumph
Where life was missing the art of it
Now stands a canvas giant
Wrap my knuckles up
Ring the bell and pray I don't fuck up again
Every round is the last
And every round is the same
I know what I'm doing here
Clear as day must be something in the air
I just
Wanna move faster
I just
Wanna move
Faster
Written by: Ed Anderson, Matt Burgess, Max Campbell