作词 : David Randall Blythe/William M. Adler/John Steven Campbell/Mark Duane Morton 作曲 : David Randall Blythe/William M. Adler/John Steven Campbell/Mark Duane Morton There’s a war going on inside my head Shadows sewn of golden thread I sip the sweetest tastes until their bitter ends I feel the greatest love inside the worst revenge.
Cold rain falls on my face and the light in my hand I’m turning inside out, I don’t know who I am.
And do I want it to stop?
Grayscale eyes slide from black to white Lived through dark days, stillness in a crashing wave Died in bright nights, fall into an angry sky Grayscale eyes slide from black to white.
In a grayscale tide.
There’s a war going on inside of me Questions echo endlessly I paid a thief to steal away my one escape I bought a broken mirror just to try and see my face.
Cold winds blow from the hills, there’s eyes on my back In sinking shifting sands, I don’t know where I am.
Grayscale eyes slide from black to white Lived through dark days, stillness in a crashing wave Died in bright nights, fall into an angry sky Grayscale eyes slide from black to white.
In a grayscale tide.
I thought I’d know better now, the world is upside down I thought I’d know better now, the weight is crashing down.
作词 : David Randall Blythe/William M. Adler/John Steven Campbell/Mark Duane Morton 作曲 : David Randall Blythe/William M. Adler/John Steven Campbell/Mark Duane Morton There’s a war going on inside my head Shadows sewn of golden thread I sip the sweetest tastes until their bitter ends I feel the greatest love inside the worst revenge.
Cold rain falls on my face and the light in my hand I’m turning inside out, I don’t know who I am.
And do I want it to stop?
Grayscale eyes slide from black to white Lived through dark days, stillness in a crashing wave Died in bright nights, fall into an angry sky Grayscale eyes slide from black to white.
In a grayscale tide.
There’s a war going on inside of me Questions echo endlessly I paid a thief to steal away my one escape I bought a broken mirror just to try and see my face.
Cold winds blow from the hills, there’s eyes on my back In sinking shifting sands, I don’t know where I am.
Grayscale eyes slide from black to white Lived through dark days, stillness in a crashing wave Died in bright nights, fall into an angry sky Grayscale eyes slide from black to white.
In a grayscale tide.
I thought I’d know better now, the world is upside down I thought I’d know better now, the weight is crashing down.
