All Is Lost Songtext
von Audrey Horne feat. Frank Hammersland
All Is Lost Songtext
Armed with a bottle, he came through the front door
Fresh from the grave, howling for more
High as a kite, splinter in eye
Lord knows, he′s one hell of a guy
He said: All rock 'n rollers must die
So lay down and face the floor
You got till morning and the sun comes up
To give me what I′m craving for
This is the end of the line
So lock the doors and pass the wine
Turn on the big city lights
I'm taking on these neon knights
The getting is good
And I'm in the mood
To throw some punches in the night
All is lost
Nothing will remain
All is lost
Playing the fool′s game
You occupy my time
When you′re on my mind
All is lost
All is lost
Then came the harlot, mouth like a sailor
Dressed for the killing of innocent men
Strong to the bone, murder in mind
I swear, she's the devious kind
She cried: Bring me the head of the queen
I don′t care too much for cake
See, I give you till the sun goes down
To hand me her fucking crown
All is lost
Nothing will remain
All is lost
Playing the fool's game
You occupy my time
When you′re on my mind
All is lost
All is lost
Like a rat, smelling a trap
Like the sting from a heart attack
There's no turning back
No turning back
Like a curse down in your drink
And the ship destined to sink
There′s no turning back
No turning back
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Fresh from the grave, howling for more
High as a kite, splinter in eye
Lord knows, he′s one hell of a guy
He said: All rock 'n rollers must die
So lay down and face the floor
You got till morning and the sun comes up
To give me what I′m craving for
This is the end of the line
So lock the doors and pass the wine
Turn on the big city lights
I'm taking on these neon knights
The getting is good
And I'm in the mood
To throw some punches in the night
All is lost
Nothing will remain
All is lost
Playing the fool′s game
You occupy my time
When you′re on my mind
All is lost
All is lost
Then came the harlot, mouth like a sailor
Dressed for the killing of innocent men
Strong to the bone, murder in mind
I swear, she's the devious kind
She cried: Bring me the head of the queen
I don′t care too much for cake
See, I give you till the sun goes down
To hand me her fucking crown
All is lost
Nothing will remain
All is lost
Playing the fool's game
You occupy my time
When you′re on my mind
All is lost
All is lost
Like a rat, smelling a trap
Like the sting from a heart attack
There's no turning back
No turning back
Like a curse down in your drink
And the ship destined to sink
There′s no turning back
No turning back
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Writer(s): Frank Hammersland, Arve Isdal, Thomas Tofthagen, Espen Lien, Torkjell Rod, Kjetil Greve Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com