| 歌曲 | Release the Hounds |
| 歌手 | Bane |
| 专辑 | Give Blood |
| all swelled with pride, your chest blown out face the flag as you declare "we are the greatest country in the world richest, smartest, most advanced?who can keep up with us?" and where has it gotten us? take a look around as miserable as we have ever been violent, mean, pulling our hair out as fourteen year olds march through metal detectors bitter, unhealthy, empty most dissatisfied of societies my granddad weeps for the simple days everything that you could ever dream of five minutes from our fingertips prettied, processed, packaged, shipped right to your door we need everything in every color to feel that we抮e alive we抳e got to brag to all the world about all our toys just like when we were five i hear you chant "everything is alright, it抯 gonna be alright" as you rush to your night job everything is gonna be alright knuckles white as you grip your purse you scream that things could not be better as the flames lick at your face and i抦 as ****ed as anybody the bright lights catch my eyes i抦 as scared as anyone the blood rains from the sky we can抰 tell what we want from what we need or which one matters more it抯 all a spinning mobile it抯 all a catchy lullaby everything is gonna be alright so suck your thumb |
| all swelled with pride, your chest blown out face the flag as you declare " we are the greatest country in the world richest, smartest, most advanced? who can keep up with us?" and where has it gotten us? take a look around as miserable as we have ever been violent, mean, pulling our hair out as fourteen year olds march through metal detectors bitter, unhealthy, empty most dissatisfied of societies my granddad weeps for the simple days everything that you could ever dream of five minutes from our fingertips prettied, processed, packaged, shipped right to your door we need everything in every color to feel that we zhěn e alive we nǐ e got to brag to all the world about all our toys just like when we were five i hear you chant " everything is alright, it zhā gonna be alright" as you rush to your night job everything is gonna be alright knuckles white as you grip your purse you scream that things could not be better as the flames lick at your face and i bǐng as ed as anybody the bright lights catch my eyes i bǐng as scared as anyone the blood rains from the sky we can yāng tell what we want from what we need or which one matters more it zhā all a spinning mobile it zhā all a catchy lullaby everything is gonna be alright so suck your thumb |