音樂影片
音樂影片
積分
演出藝人
Youth Sector
演出者
Nicholas Tompkins
主唱
Joshua Matthew Terence Doyle
電子低音吉他
Nicholas Andrew Smith
合成器
Steve Ray
鼓
Bradley Moore
電吉他
詞曲
Nicholas Tompkins
詞曲創作
Joshua Matthew Terence Doyle
詞曲創作
Nicholas Andrew Smith
詞曲創作
Steve Ray
詞曲創作
Bradley Moore
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Youth Sector
製作人
Spencer Withey
工程師
Richard Wilkinson
混音師
Antony Ryan
母帶工程師
歌詞
Buy for less, sell for more
Buy for less and sell for more
It has no value if it's yours
From yesterday or the day before
But knock, knock, they're at the door
Minutes early as usual
Don't they know that it's poor form?
Now hang their coats on the wall
Feed your guests til they are all
Incapable of eating more
Of moving from the table freely
Come on and make them greedy
Sick it up then eat some more
Sick it up then eat some more
Sick it up then eat some more
On the walls, on the floor
Oh my god
Am I here all alone?
Sometimes it feels like it
God
Do you mean to make me feel alone?
'Cause sometimes it feels like it
Build the church, burn it down
Build the church then burn it down
Holy water can't put it out
Now kill the clergy and wear their gowns
Close the gates into the town
No getting in, nor getting out
No moving from their houses freely
Come on and make them needy
Sick it up then eat some more
Sick it up then eat some more
Sick it up then eat some more
On the walls, on the floor
Oh my god
Am I here all alone?
Sometimes it feels like it
God
Do you mean to make me feel alone?
'Cause sometimes it feels like it
It's raining it's pouring
The fans are adoring
The crumbs that you gave them
That fell from the table
And served from your outstretched hands
The blade that is so slow to sink in
So steady, unblinking
That slides in so lightly
So gently, politely
Is not blocked or parried
No, it's gratefully carried
Through the heart, through the chest
Through the brain and through the neck
Through the skin, through the teeth
Through the ribs and underneath
Through the heart, through the chest
Through the brain and through the neck
Through the skin, through the teeth
Through the ribs
Oh my god
Am I here all alone?
Sometimes it feels like it
God
Do you mean to make me feel alone?
'Cause sometimes it feels like it
God
Am I here all alone?
Sometimes it feels like
My god
Do you mean to make me feel alone?
'Cause sometimes it feels like it
Written by: Bradley Moore, Joshua Matthew Terence Doyle, Nicholas Andrew Smith, Nicholas Tompkins, Steve Ray
