作曲 : Martin Carlberg/Johan Duncanson
If a sky has ever been golden
This was the morning
Untied shoes and a lot to lose
As you went downtown
High on meaning
And the illusion of shared goals and values
Armed with cigarettes and innocence
You went down, down, down
Down, down, down
Down, down, down
It's a shame
How some people claim
To be one thing or another
When in fact, it's nothing but an act
And you're on your own
Disguised as kind
Faking true intent
He would declare his love for Sarah
"No need to spend time on the documents, boys
Come down, down, down
Down, down, down
Down, down, down"
You were taken hostage with no war in sight
Robbed of youth and freedom
But when you signed on the dotted line
You had no idea
He poked some holes in the lid so you could breathe
Always so unselfish
And to this day he still feels that way
No sign of remorse
You get the hose
If you oppose
We all wish there was a hell for some people
Some kind of retribution
You want him freed from his arms and legs, cash
And crown and frown
But as you know that's not the way it goes
When was it ever? No
'Cause wicked people thrive
While the likes of you go down
Down, down, down
Down, down, dow
作曲 : Martin Carlberg/Johan Duncanson
If a sky has ever been golden
This was the morning
Untied shoes and a lot to lose
As you went downtown
High on meaning
And the illusion of shared goals and values
Armed with cigarettes and innocence
You went down, down, down
Down, down, down
Down, down, down
It's a shame
How some people claim
To be one thing or another
When in fact, it's nothing but an act
And you're on your own
Disguised as kind
Faking true intent
He would declare his love for Sarah
"No need to spend time on the documents, boys
Come down, down, down
Down, down, down
Down, down, down"
You were taken hostage with no war in sight
Robbed of youth and freedom
But when you signed on the dotted line
You had no idea
He poked some holes in the lid so you could breathe
Always so unselfish
And to this day he still feels that way
No sign of remorse
You get the hose
If you oppose
We all wish there was a hell for some people
Some kind of retribution
You want him freed from his arms and legs, cash
And crown and frown
But as you know that's not the way it goes
When was it ever? No
'Cause wicked people thrive
While the likes of you go down
Down, down, down
Down, down, dow