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Ending Beginning

C'mon

You've got to feel the ultimate real
To make it go away
Is everyone afraid?
This time it's just?
Decimates?
Finds its way
Don't turn around because you're dead when you look away

I can hear you
Say something in the dark to maintain
I can hear you
Don't you look cause you're never

Run away
You're running into nothing
The problem isn't hiding
Your paranoia, lying
It manifests
Discontent deviates
Manic state
You're too late
Don't be around because you're dead if you look this way

I can hear you
Say something in the dark to maintain
I can hear you
Don't you look cause you're never

This is ending
Your beginning

What have I become?
Look at what you've done
Something isn't right
You're supposed to die
We emulate
Celebrate
Can't dictate
Human waste, not the case
Don't understand why you're fighting me
Killing me

I can hear you
Say something in the dark to maintain
I can hear you
Don't you look cause you're never

This is ending
Your beginning

 

Freeze Dry Seal

My face is horrid and I’m constantly slouching
My place is lower and I’m constantly crouching
I don’t believe it – I saw the man again
And he won’t hear a word I say

I have delusions so I’m constantly shouting
I have compulsions so I’m constantly counting
I don’t believe it – there goes my world again
And I don’t understand a word I say

Just because I’m paranoid it doesn’t mean I’m annoyed and
Just because I’m not prepared doesn’t mean I’m not aware

The smoke is infinite - I’m constantly panting
The truth is imminent – I’m constantly shouting
I don’t believe it – I took a chance again and
People I don’t know won’t let it go

I’ve got some problems – I’m constantly bitching
I’ve got some rashes I’m constantly itching
I don’t believe it – forgot the pills again
I just woke up a million miles from home

Just because I seem sedate it doesn’t mean I’m not irate and
Just because I’m not immune it doesn’t mean I’m not scared of you

Just because I’m incomplete it doesn’t mean I’m obsolete and
Just because I’m out of view doesn’t mean I’m not like you

 

Fruitcake

Got a pit in so tight – wish I never had a blast that night,
I can hear’em though the walls for me
Try to rub but they always find me
All in all, this is all I can take – when I fell it was my first mistake, but
Broken-hearted musta wilted, cuz everything’s all tilted

I keep a little place in the back of my mind
I take a little trip when they use up my line
But as soon as I can, I’ll find another reason again

Hang around like a head on a leash – keep it all just a little out of arms reach
I can hear’em through the walls for me
Now I know why I can’t go in – all the blurs have a different set of keys again, but
Broken-hearted musta wilted coz everything’s all tiled

I keep a little place in the back of my mind
I take a little trip when they use up my line
But as soon as I can, I’ll find another reason again

Oh yeah, keep a little place in the back of my mind
Take a little trip when they use up my line
But as soon as I can, I’ll find another reason again

Oh you don’t wanna hurt me
You Don’t Wanna Hurt Me
YOU DON’T WANNA HURT ME ANYMORE
Bring it on, one more time…

I’m the one with the skeleton face – I’m the one with the full nine disgrace
I can hear’em through the walls for me
Try to run but they always find me
I never wanted it to end this way – I wish I had a little more to say, but
Broken-hearted musta wilted cuz everything’s all tiled…

I keep a little place in the back of my mind
I take a little trip when they use up my line
But as soon as I can, I’ll find another reason again

Oh yeah, keep a little place in the back of my mind
Take a little trip when they use up my line
But as soon as I can, I’ll find another reason again

Oh you don’t wanna hurt me
You Don’t Wanna Hurt Me
You dom't wanna hurt me Anymore
Bring it on, one more time…
Take it away, oh take it away…again…

 

Funky Milk

I've got a secret
But she's got a lot of secrets
I've got my pride
And she's got

It's kinda cruel
This fear of incantation
Well love's a game
And she's winning

No control
No beliefs
Wear me on your sleeve
She's no fool
And I'm no brain
You can't tell me
Buy or sell me
Or play me for the fool

I've seen it all
I've seen it all

We're all alone now
But I'm feeling so alone
She's talking politics
And I'm speechless

I'm just a statue
That she likes her friends to look at
No immortality
Just grief

Well love's a two way road
You gotta give it to receive
If I didn't care for you
I'd have half a mind to leave
Another pair of bloodstained eyes
Another broken life
Play your little song and dance
Upon the killer's life

I used to feel such joy
Just to hold your hand
But now I feel like crying
Because I'm not a man
I'm not a man

 

Get Inside

Seed, gotta let it grow, why ya gotta watch when I let it feed?
Better look into the mirror for the face you hide away, everyday
But I don't give a fuck; I let it roll - I smoke the old
Gotta run, gotta rend, gotta maim, gotta make it through another maze
STAY AWAY!

Please... wring the blood from my hands
Don't pretend that you understand me
I don't even want you looking at me
Motherfucker, GET INSIDE!

Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)

Christ, have you seen this guy? Make ya sick, gonna peel away all the impurities
Cuz all you wanna do is keep curin' me, but I don't give a fuck I'll kill everyone
You'll have enough blood and guts and shit when I'm done
Isn't this fun? Gimme a gun and I'll tell you all the secrets I hide BEFORE I RUN!

Please... wring the blood from my hands
Don't pretend that you understand me
I don't even want you looking at me
Motherfucker, GET INSIDE!

Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)

(solo: Josh)

Maybe if you look away, I can slip away, gotta get away
(RUN, MOTHERFUCKER)
Right now I stare at shit, I'm heretic, but I'll never give you none of it
Tied up in the back of the lab, laid on a slab, got the gift of gab
what'choo want from me?
I don't even know I got a damn diease
but I KNOW YOU WANNA KILL ME!

Please... wring the blood from my hands
Don't pretend that you understand me
I don't even want you looking at me
Motherfucker, GET INSIDE!

Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)

 

Idle Hands

Stuck to the dog, pissin’ out both ends
I got a hundred lethal weapons that I call my friends
Ain’t a person on earth who could take my life
I wish they would so a man could get some sleep at night
But my design is a mixture of descent and decay
I see a monster in the mirror fucking everyday
Can a man ever wash his hands of blood?
Perpetual deja vu, isn’t that enough?

Peel back the layers and see what I’ve become
Satisfied? now I feel nothing
Stay away - I swear it wasn’t me!

See if you can relish if you close both eyes
Every time I make an issue of it, someone dies
Carried out like a hit man, set in stone
Don’t know why I even bother to be left alone
In my opinion, it’s a self-serving fucked-up phase
Got a picture in my wallet that I keep, in case i
Gotta go, gotta split, gotta make it to a higher level than this
But I could be wrong, what I say is wrong, what I really want to say is

Peel back the layers and see what I’ve become
Satisfied? now I feel nothing
Stay away - I swear it wasn’t me!

Run------ it doesn’t matter,
I need all the miracles that I can gather
Run------ I can’t pretend
I put myself in idle hands again

Here’s how it ends, just a bit too soon
River deep in all the shit I let myself get into
Doesn’t anybody like it here?
Blank looks, television drama and no fear
Let another person fuck with your mind
I bet you become the person who will fuck in time
Man I just stopped caring, the music is blaring
I feel you glaring, why won’t you stop staring?

Peel back the layers and see what I’ve become
Satisfied? now I feel nothing
Stay away - I swear it wasn’t me!

Run------ it doesn’t matter
I need all the miracles that I can gather
Run------ I can’t pretend
I put myself in idle hands again

Get the fuck off of me!!

 

Inhale

Come one and all and see the broken man, talking to himself
He sits and waits for something better, he’ll never find it here
The people touch his hair and pinch his cheek; he can’t even feel it

There it goes again, he’s listening to someone
He hears the bitter laughter
And all he wants to know is

Why------ does any of it matter? (I can’t take it anymore)
You’ve gotta try------ the inhale that makes the exhale so much better

He wipes his hands on anything in reach, he never feels clean
He shakes at night because his nerve is gone, every muscle hurts
Come one and all and see what happened that broken man is me

There it goes again, I can hear it louder
It doesn’t feel good anymore
All I want to know is

Why------ does any of it matter? (I can’t take it anymore)
You’ve gotta try------ the inhale that makes the exhale so much better

Now I know I disappear!
I can’t find my way from out of here!
Everything is fading on me!
Someone tell me someone tell me
Someone - tell me

Why------ does any of it matter? (I can’t take it anymore)
You’ve gotta try------ the inhale that makes the exhale so much better

Why? ! you’ve gotta try!!

 

Inside The Cynic

I hear my poisons in the multitude
Why was I damned a human deemed too rude
Somewhere between the madness and my mind
I live with legions called the human kind

I wander aimlessly amongst the herd
Infesting shadows, I am undeterred
I give opinion cuz you give no peace
They say we manifest THE NEW DISEASE

My head EXPLODES
My soul BERATES
Erratic Bonds, They scar my face
I won't- EXIST
I won't- PERSIST

I cast a weary gaze into the crowd
Ten thousand reasons dropped into my mouth
My theoretix can't begin to live
So I have nothing more than LIFE TO GIVE

(chorus)

See the lies you've given me
This is not what I should be
You say your truth isn't mine
Everything, everything, everything you say's a lie

(chorus)

 

Kill Everybody

Sample :: "I used to think if I die in an evil place then my soul wouldn't be able to make it to Heaven, but now...fuck"

Everyday I get closer and closer to releasing this on you
Roll it in, I can snap it in half and let the other make this happen to you
All I see is someone afraid of my eyes
It's inside me
You're all abortions to me
Fucking lying to me as if I don't need an apology
I don't give a fuck who you think you are
Go away

Anyway, you make me sick and it doesn't help your case
It's so serious I can't stop laughing
And I cannot wash my mouth of this taste

You try to destroy
Afraid to face the facts
I don't know how much longer I can live a lie
I want the whole world to burn every single thing
For once it's not on my head

Killing everyone
Killing everything
Killing everyone
Killing everything

My arms are dead and my veins are too
And I'm starting to believe
My head is shaking and I feel my smile
Like I've written this on a hardened ?

No-ones crying anymore
I am closing the door
I am nothing but a ?
My mind is a weapon
My finger's a gun
It's time that I give you my pain

Killing everyone
Killing everything
Killing everyone
Killing everything

 

Made Of Scars

This one came from looking
This one went in twice
These two seem the smoothes pushed against my eyes
This one needed stitches and this one came from rings
This one isn't even there, but I feel them all because you don't care

Yeah, carved right into me
Yes I am made of scars
Yes I am made of scars

This one had it coming
This one found the vein
This one was an accident but it never gave me pain
This one was my fathers and this one was unseen
This one had me scared to death but I'm truely glad I'm not dead

Yeah, carved right into me
Yes I am made of scars
Yes I am made of scars

You know I'll find a way
Everything you are I will betray
I swear that I will find a way
Everything you loves inside me

This one was the first one
This one had the vice
This one here I like to rub on dark stormy nights
This one was the last one I don't remember how
But I remember being in rain and I never saw it coming

Yeah, carved right into me
Because I am made of scars
Yes, I am made of scars
Yes, I am made of scars
That's what I'm made of

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