| 歌曲 | High Price of Mistakes |
| 歌手 | Hungry Lucy |
| 专辑 | To Kill a King |
| 作曲 : Hungry Lucy | |
| On the edge, | |
| I wait Hands held tightly…together | |
| Waiting for the name | |
| I wallow in my shame | |
| I played a dangerous game | |
| Hold it all inside, they said | |
| Don’t you speak of this disgrace (till you’re six feet underground) | |
| People whisper silently | |
| I can’t even show my face (can you turn your life around) | |
| Don’t think positive | |
| I’ll only crush myself | |
| We just have to learn | |
| In our mistakes we cause concern | |
| But in the end it’s only me who’ll burn | |
| What will you do, they scream at me | |
| Turning nights to endless days (is there shelter from your fear) | |
| My decisions have no weight | |
| I can only run away (it’s your voice you have to hear) | |
| Hold it all inside, they said | |
| Don’t you speak of this disgrace (till you’re six feet underground) | |
| Whispers turn so deafening | |
| I can’t live with my own face (can you turn your life around) | |
| What will you do they scream at me | |
| Leaving my wound so exposed (is there shelter from your fear) | |
| Twisted words and loving arms | |
| No one else will ever know (it’s your voice you have to hear) |
| zuò qǔ : Hungry Lucy | |
| On the edge, | |
| I wait Hands held tightly together | |
| Waiting for the name | |
| I wallow in my shame | |
| I played a dangerous game | |
| Hold it all inside, they said | |
| Don' t you speak of this disgrace till you' re six feet underground | |
| People whisper silently | |
| I can' t even show my face can you turn your life around | |
| Don' t think positive | |
| I' ll only crush myself | |
| We just have to learn | |
| In our mistakes we cause concern | |
| But in the end it' s only me who' ll burn | |
| What will you do, they scream at me | |
| Turning nights to endless days is there shelter from your fear | |
| My decisions have no weight | |
| I can only run away it' s your voice you have to hear | |
| Hold it all inside, they said | |
| Don' t you speak of this disgrace till you' re six feet underground | |
| Whispers turn so deafening | |
| I can' t live with my own face can you turn your life around | |
| What will you do they scream at me | |
| Leaving my wound so exposed is there shelter from your fear | |
| Twisted words and loving arms | |
| No one else will ever know it' s your voice you have to hear |