歌曲名：Resident Evil Main 生化危机 (独白Johnny Depp）（Mash up） 歌手：精神可有道 所属专辑：《生化危机》
作词：未知 作曲：未知 发行公司：未知 发行时间：2023-09-28
语言： 大小：2.23 MB 时长：02:27秒 比特率：129K 评分：0.0分
介绍：《Resident Evil Main 生化危机 (独白Johnny Depp）（Mash up）》 是 精神可有道 演唱的歌曲，时长02分27秒，由未知作词，未知作曲，该歌曲收录在精神可有道2023年的专辑《生化危机》之中，如果您觉得好的话，就把这首歌分享给您的朋友共同查看歌词，一起支持歌手精神可有道吧！
Resident Evil Main 生化危机 (独白Johnny Depp）（Mash up）文本歌词
作词 : Johnny Depp
作曲 : Marilyn Manson/ibiliss
编曲 : 精神可有道
The dead seal
The dark crucifix
Ghosts of the dead god's son
It's not the god
Rain
Night
Feel
My face looked like it has been jammed into the spokes of speeding Harley,
and the only thing keeping me awake was the spastic pain of a broken rib.
It had been a bad trip
-- fastened while in some moments, slow and dirty in others.
But on balance,
it looked like a bummer.
On my way back to San Francisco,
I tried to compose a fitting appetite.
I wanted something original,
but there was no escaping the echo of Mrs. Kurt's final words from the heart of darkness.
The horror, the horror... exterminate all the brutes.
I am picker,
I am a grinder,
I am a lover,
And i am a sinner,
I play my music in the sun.
编辑于2023/09/28更新
作曲 : Marilyn Manson/ibiliss
编曲 : 精神可有道
The dead seal
The dark crucifix
Ghosts of the dead god's son
It's not the god
Rain
Night
Feel
My face looked like it has been jammed into the spokes of speeding Harley,
and the only thing keeping me awake was the spastic pain of a broken rib.
It had been a bad trip
-- fastened while in some moments, slow and dirty in others.
But on balance,
it looked like a bummer.
On my way back to San Francisco,
I tried to compose a fitting appetite.
I wanted something original,
but there was no escaping the echo of Mrs. Kurt's final words from the heart of darkness.
The horror, the horror... exterminate all the brutes.
I am picker,
I am a grinder,
I am a lover,
And i am a sinner,
I play my music in the sun.
编辑于2023/09/28更新
Resident Evil Main 生化危机 (独白Johnny Depp）（Mash up）LRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作词 : Johnny Depp
[00:00.231] 作曲 : Marilyn Manson/ibiliss
[00:00.462] 编曲 : 精神可有道
[00:00.694]The dead seal
[00:03.435]The dark crucifix
[00:05.944]Ghosts of the dead god's son
[00:08.694]It's not the god
[00:10.691]Rain
[00:12.187]Night
[00:14.184]Feel
[00:33.436]My face looked like it has been jammed into the spokes of speeding Harley,
[00:39.194]and the only thing keeping me awake was the spastic pain of a broken rib.
[00:46.940]It had been a bad trip
[00:48.936]-- fastened while in some moments, slow and dirty in others.
[00:53.195]But on balance,
[00:54.939]it looked like a bummer.
[00:55.937]On my way back to San Francisco,
[00:58.188]I tried to compose a fitting appetite.
[01:00.442]I wanted something original,
[01:04.191]but there was no escaping the echo of Mrs. Kurt's final words from the heart of darkness.
[01:12.947]The horror, the horror... exterminate all the brutes.
[01:25.694]I am picker,
[01:27.936]I am a grinder,
[01:30.943]I am a lover,
[01:33.439]And i am a sinner,
[01:37.687]I play my music in the sun.