| 作曲 : Watts | |
| This is the dirt that grows the misery that you suck upon | |
| Oh come to bedlam you will find a fist to fuck upon | |
| This soul is itchin' to receive the taste upon your spoon | |
| My guilt will marry me and lies are gonna be my groom * | |
| Oh silence | |
| I can hear you | |
| Swinging slowly on the gentle rope ** | |
| Serial killer thriller | |
| Sinsation | |
| Serial killer thriller | |
| Sinsation | |
| Serial killer thriller | |
| Sinsation | |
| Serial killer thriller | |
| Just for you | |
| And from your bitter string | |
| I suck upon all your bitter lies | |
| And wait with baited bitter breath upon your bridal knife | |
| I cannot take this thing you force into my face again | |
| I cannot hate this thing you force into my face again | |
| A choir of flies rehearse their hymns upon my open eyes | |
| Your devil crawls to me to give my somewhere | |
| I can hide *&** | |
| Repeat *&** | |
| Repeat |
| zuo qu : Watts | |
| This is the dirt that grows the misery that you suck upon | |
| Oh come to bedlam you will find a fist to fuck upon | |
| This soul is itchin' to receive the taste upon your spoon | |
| My guilt will marry me and lies are gonna be my groom | |
| Oh silence | |
| I can hear you | |
| Swinging slowly on the gentle rope | |
| Serial killer thriller | |
| Sinsation | |
| Serial killer thriller | |
| Sinsation | |
| Serial killer thriller | |
| Sinsation | |
| Serial killer thriller | |
| Just for you | |
| And from your bitter string | |
| I suck upon all your bitter lies | |
| And wait with baited bitter breath upon your bridal knife | |
| I cannot take this thing you force into my face again | |
| I cannot hate this thing you force into my face again | |
| A choir of flies rehearse their hymns upon my open eyes | |
| Your devil crawls to me to give my somewhere | |
| I can hide | |
| Repeat | |
| Repeat |
| zuò qǔ : Watts | |
| This is the dirt that grows the misery that you suck upon | |
| Oh come to bedlam you will find a fist to fuck upon | |
| This soul is itchin' to receive the taste upon your spoon | |
| My guilt will marry me and lies are gonna be my groom | |
| Oh silence | |
| I can hear you | |
| Swinging slowly on the gentle rope | |
| Serial killer thriller | |
| Sinsation | |
| Serial killer thriller | |
| Sinsation | |
| Serial killer thriller | |
| Sinsation | |
| Serial killer thriller | |
| Just for you | |
| And from your bitter string | |
| I suck upon all your bitter lies | |
| And wait with baited bitter breath upon your bridal knife | |
| I cannot take this thing you force into my face again | |
| I cannot hate this thing you force into my face again | |
| A choir of flies rehearse their hymns upon my open eyes | |
| Your devil crawls to me to give my somewhere | |
| I can hide | |
| Repeat | |
| Repeat |
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