Thought Crime (English Cover)【Kasane Teto】思想犯 скачать в хорошем качестве

Thought Crime (English Cover)【Kasane Teto】思想犯

I LOVE THIS SONG!!!!!!! ≿━━━💳💳💳 CREDITS 💳💳💳━━━≾ Original by Yorushika →    • ヨルシカ - 思想犯（OFFICIAL VIDEO）   Art/MV/Arranger/Lyrics: Kimaro Vocals: Kasane Teto Instrumental: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1D4no... Twitter:   / kimaroart   Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/6heap... Lyrics: Somebody pure of heart, as kind as you Could never understand the person that I am I wish I could curse everyone, it’s no lie And that's why I write the songs that I write It's once been a dream of mine to see Everybody on the news say they love me So I sit here as I sharpen my knife to make it true The sound of smashing glasses being thrown on the ground The paper tearing apart. Hey, can you hear that sound? See the sunset glow as I say my goodbyes, see the beauty Surely yes, you can see it too And as the crows sing out in the sunset This lonely song breathes out from the echos once again And through the night your face in the spotlight On your toes you stand with that scarlet red view And one last time “goodbye” slipped off my tongue for you Wanting to be loved and to be seen Is this really what it means to have a dream? “I won’t do anything for them!” I cried So hurry! Let me be satisfied! This world doesn’t see my jealousy ‘Cause everyone gets to be loved except for me Looking for someone who I can strike first to make things right Take the beer and shatter on the lights in fear Strike this damn guitar as I fill up with tears Now I look ahead and I see my regrets, see the beauty Even I can see I can finally see it too So as the storm rains down words of hatred The winter creeps in as autumn stays within my heart Now see the smoke rise up in the mountains In the spring it shows as the summer blows through Gently past my cheeks, feel the breeze that goes too Somebody pure of heart, as kind as you Could never understand the person that I am Living is a pain but I don’t wanna die And that's why I write the songs that I write Those hating, disappointing kind of words they say Are staring down on me so I can never run away So this is why I write my songs I want them to hurt Those soulless empty meaningless songs, please tell me they hurt… I want to drink down all those words you’ve said With nothing else to hold them, I use my hands instead One day my dry spell will finally end But it hasn’t yet So while I wait here… The crows stay singing out in the sunset When will this aching heart turn to music once again? Under the skies of red scarlet hues, I Wait for night to come, I’ll be waiting here too “I’ll see you once again” slipped off my tongue for you