Bomb The Bass
Empire
I'm looking at your soul, your soul, your soul, your soulI'm looking at your future, your future, future, futureAs I look into your eyes, these eyes, these eyes, these eyesI see another side, side, side, sideVampire, you're(you) feed on the life of a pure heartVampire you suck the life of goodnessVampire, you're(you) feed on the life of a pure heartVampire you suck the life of goodnessTurn the lights onLet the lights shine brightTurn the lights onLet the lights shine brightYou've got to feel yourself and let goYou got to know you reap what you sown(sow)You've got to feel something at sometimeCheck the writings on the wallAnd look into the sightYou're spending all your money on gare(gear) that never workyou're wasting all your energy and everywhere it hurtsGod it really hurtsyes it really hurtsyou got to know yourselfLetras de cancionesVampire, you're(you) feed on the life of a pure heartVampire, you suck the life of goodnessYesVampire, you're(you) feed on the life of a pure heartVampire you suck the life of goodnessFrom now on I'll call you EnglandFrom now on I'll call you EnglandFrom now on I'll call you EnglandFrom now on I'll call you EnglandSee if you spit in the skyIt will fall in your eyeYou see what goes up must come downYou will die looking up if you're not looking inyou've got to know yourselfI'm looking at your partners and they would never agreeI'm looking for your justice and it can not be seenI'm checking where you're coming from and where you're going toI'm checking all off what you have done to see what you can doI'm looking at your lawbooks and they were never readI'm looking at your lovesquire and they can not be threadI'm looking at your empire living on the drearsYou've got to know yourselfVampire, you're(you) feed on the life of a pure heartVampire, you suck the life of goodnessYesVampire, you're(you) feed on the life of a pure heartVampire you suck the life of goodnessFrom now on I'll call you EnglandEmpire fall man, empire goFrom now on I'll call you EnglandThere's a lesson to be learnedWhy is it that, you must knowFrom now on I'll call you Englandand the rich that you eat is more like food that you fearFrom now on I'll call you Englandgotta see no love anyway you appearFrom now on I'll call you Englandyou've got to know yourselffrom now on I'll call you Englandyou've got to know yourself
From Letras Mania