Тексты песен «Zakk Wylde»

Lay To Rest Bury The Dead Tomorrow seems to turn so fast Alone in the boiler meltin' me down Ain't the first, won't be the last So Many People all at once Who I once was has died Never feel the ills of breakin' down...

3, 4 All that you want, all that you need Don't bother asking, just come to me I know I'll see you, I'll see you again Just keep on talking, listen when you can Love reign down on me Love reign down on me Love reign...

I'm kinda sick Mama Kinda down Truckload of trouble Lord Be what I found And as I turn To get away Another spoken problem done Got something to say Lord, I gotta find my home I need a lovin' woman I can call my...

I'm kinda sick Mama Kinda down Truckload of trouble Lord Be what I found And as I turn To get away Another spoken problem done Got something to say Lord, I gotta find my home I need a lovin' woman I can call my own...

{Anchor my soul no more Low Down} - backwards You leave me hanging high Lost my sense to confide Blanks, confused and empty Yet overcome with a relieving sigh Silence, deafening silence Wicked world running through...

Tell me what a young man Mama What's he got to live for Tossed in the shuffle of everyday war Searchin' for some trouble Which I'm sure he will find Spend your whole life fightin' son Meet your dyin' time It's a shame...

Tell me what a young man Mama What's he got to live for Tossed in the shuffle of everyday war Searchin' for some trouble Which I'm sure he will find Spend your whole life fightin' son Meet your dyin' time It's a shame...

Take a good look I know what you see Shrouded in black And all life's debris Shot in the back Live through the day Ain't no remorse You do as they say Ohhhhhhhh, Ohhhhhh, Ohhhhhhhh, Ohhhhhh, Now...

I feel my wheels have come undone I've fallen off my tracks Lord, I need Your guiding hand If I'm to make it back, oh, make it back Back, back, back, back, back, back, back All my life, everything's been after me All...

I feel my wheels have come undone I've fallen off my tracks Lord, I need Your guiding hand If I'm to make it back, oh, make it back Back, back, back, back, back, back, back All my life, everything's been after me All...

New Religion Take me Raise me above Take me This undying love What once was I wish to no longer see Wings of hatred Come set me free You are the air in which I breathe You are the blood I drink in me...

The light in the window is a crack in the sky A stairway to darkness in the blink of an eye A levee of tears to learn she'll never be coming back The man in the dark will bring another attack Your momma told you that...

Stoned once again How long has it been? Oh, there can be no other My ever constant fix For in the stream which drowns my sin Oh, there can be no other Oh, could I be wrong, could I be wrong, oh no Oh, it's where I fear...

Nothing's The Same Lost again and all alone Lost again for I should have known So many storms, so many times I've died Another goodbye Crash and burn, refuse to learn Your only friend inside the scars that never mend...

Once more Forever 'till the end of time Forever found Think what you may, but honey I ain't blind Lost in the shuffle like a child all alone Count my days for the end is my home Once more Forever 'till the end of time...

Come, 'Take My Hand' Let us walk for a while Your burden of pain Replaced with a smile For the peddlers of death Come, calling one more time Bearing promises So called friends running loose Draining you whole...

Come, Take My Hand Let Us Walk For A While Your burden of pain Replaced with a smile For The Peddlers Of Death Come Calling One More Time Bearing promises So called friends running loose Draining you whole...

Come, Take My Hand Let Us Walk For A While Your burden of pain Replaced with a smile Never So Far, Only So Close As you melt in your false cradle below Chorus: For The Peddlers Of Death Always Come Calling One More...

You, yeah you, yeah you You got a cardboard cutout soul Just a powertripping, mindraping, backstabbing junkie Thinking your hype is true You, yeah you, yeah you Respect ain't a word you know You're a fabricated...

You, yeah you, yeah you You got a cardboard cutout soul Just a power-tripping, mind-raping, backstabbing junkie Thinking your hype is true You, yeah you, yeah you Respect ain't a word you know You're just a fabricated...