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  • 作词 : Robert Ellsworth/Carlo Verni
    作曲 : Robert Ellsworth/Carlo Verni
    Aggravation fuelin' me
    Money powered, hypocrisy
    I have no feelings, we're much the same
    We have no feelings, we feel no pain
    I am numb to all
    I seeThis the way it has to be
    Gone is hope, gone is need
    I know stone don't bleed
    What's it worth 'fore
    I die?What's the reason they all cry?
    I have no feeling, too much the same
    Not my problem,
    I feel no blame
    We are blind and we are cold
    We are afraid of growing old
    We are numb to all we see
    Nothing sacred
    Backs turned to madness
    Backs to misery and
    I put theBrush to the canvas
    In my world, in my world of hurt
    World of hurt
    World of hurt
    World of hurt
    We are blind and we are cold
    Still afraid of growing old
    We are numb to all we see
    Nothing sacred
    Backs turned to madness
    Backs to misery and
    I see theBrush to the canvas
    In my world, in my world of
    Backs turned to madness
    Backs to misery and
    I put theBrush to the canvas
    It paints my world, in my world of hurt
    In my world of hurt
    In my world of hurts
    In my worlds
    In my worlds
    In my worlds
    In my world of hurt
  • 作词 : Robert Ellsworth/Carlo Verni
    作曲 : Robert Ellsworth/Carlo Verni
    Aggravation fuelin' me
    Money powered, hypocrisy
    I have no feelings, we're much the same
    We have no feelings, we feel no pain
    I am numb to all
    I seeThis the way it has to be
    Gone is hope, gone is need
    I know stone don't bleed
    What's it worth 'fore
    I die?What's the reason they all cry?
    I have no feeling, too much the same
    Not my problem,
    I feel no blame
    We are blind and we are cold
    We are afraid of growing old
    We are numb to all we see
    Nothing sacred
    Backs turned to madness
    Backs to misery and
    I put theBrush to the canvas
    In my world, in my world of hurt
    World of hurt
    World of hurt
    World of hurt
    We are blind and we are cold
    Still afraid of growing old
    We are numb to all we see
    Nothing sacred
    Backs turned to madness
    Backs to misery and
    I see theBrush to the canvas
    In my world, in my world of
    Backs turned to madness
    Backs to misery and
    I put theBrush to the canvas
    It paints my world, in my world of hurt
    In my world of hurt
    In my world of hurts
    In my worlds
    In my worlds
    In my worlds
    In my world of hurt