Muse - Micro cuts

Tekst :

Hands are red with your blame
megaphones screaming my name
whimpers someone I should ve loved
souls weeping above

I ve seen what you re doing to me
destroying puppet strings
to our souls

micro waves me insane
a blane cuts into your brain
to sounds like a fork on a plate
blackboard scratched with hate

I ve seen what you re doing to me
destroying puppet strings
to our souls

Inne utwory

  • Dead star
  • Megalomania
  • The groove
  • Rule by secrecy
  • Natural disaster
  • Escape
  • Instant messenger
  • Spiral static
  • Sublime
  • Dead star (deutsche)
  • Overdue
  • Pink ego box
  • New one
  • Sunburn (deutsche)
  • Space dementia
  • Cave (deutsche)
  • Hoodoo
  • Losowe utwory

    Grunge Betty

    Hey! Hey, well I rise today
    I can t seem to find what I want you for
    I open my eyes and I wake on the floor
    You open the door, awake on the floor
    Can t seem to find what I want you for
    Cause lately, Baby, Oh yeah...

    Space dementia

    Mmmm..height is the one for me
    it gives me all I need
    and helps me coexist
    with the chill

    you make me sick because I adore you so
    I love all the dirty tricks
    and twisted games you play on me

    Monument

    Windowsill, Paris, France
    Cast a shadow of this chance
    Hanging over Gare du Nord like I never asked for more
    Statues on the building tops
    Stooping for the fire we got
    Heart s new incantation
    Your face bared to the sheer moonlight
    Time flies and I m here to ride

    Red lights, cars zoom past, New York had...

    Rock and roll is dead

    Ooohoooh yeah
    You think you re on top of the world
    But you know it s really over
    Runnin round with diamond rings
    And coke spoons that are overflowin
    Rock and roll is dead
    But all the money in the world
    Can t buy you from the place you re going to
    Ooohoooh yeah

    Rock and roll...

    Statues

    So goodnight my dear
    Hope you’re feeling well
    Hope your’re feeling very clear
    In this song and rhyme
    Thoughts of changes that
    Keep ourselves intact

    And yes
    It’s hard to fake but I’m faltering
    In the steps I’m about to take...