| 歌曲 | The Sweet Life |
| 歌手 | Every Time I Die |
| 专辑 | New Junk Aesthetic |
| 作曲 : Every Time I Die | |
| Yea I know | |
| I look worse for the wear. | |
| But I have everything at my fingertips. | |
| I've been infantilized by a pat on the back and an endless go-ahead. | |
| Ain't nothing gonna break my stride. | |
| Ain't nothing gonna slow me down. | |
| Oh no. When there's no one disapproving. | |
| Yet its women not lack of ambition that keeps good men bedridden. | |
| Jesus Christ | |
| I am forever making the same mistakes | |
| Yet its women not lack of ambition that keeps good men bedridden. | |
| Jesus Christ | |
| I am forever making the same mistakes. | |
| I continue to stumble around as long as everyone cheers me on. | |
| Am I the only one without the weapon to end the war? | |
| Ain't nothing gonna break my stride. | |
| Ain't nothing gonna slow me down. | |
| Oh no. When there's no one disapproving. | |
| Yet its women not lack of ambition that keeps good men bedridden. | |
| Jesus Christ | |
| I am forever making the same mistakes | |
| Yet its women not lack of ambition that keeps good men bedridden. | |
| Jesus Christ | |
| I am forever making the same mistakes | |
| Deaf men in the city of sirens. | |
| Blind men in the presence of snakes. | |
| But I'm adrift in a sea of temptation. | |
| A newborn with inadequate skills. | |
| Turn the party up, honestly be damned. | |
| How fucking pathetic of me. | |
| I can't go this way. | |
| Not when I have your heart. | |
| Oh what a childish life | |
| I have led. | |
| God, what a wicked man | |
| I have been. | |
| But ain't nothing gonna break my stride. | |
| Ain't nothing gonna slow me down. | |
| Oh no. When there's no on disapproving |
| zuò qǔ : Every Time I Die | |
| Yea I know | |
| I look worse for the wear. | |
| But I have everything at my fingertips. | |
| I' ve been infantilized by a pat on the back and an endless goahead. | |
| Ain' t nothing gonna break my stride. | |
| Ain' t nothing gonna slow me down. | |
| Oh no. When there' s no one disapproving. | |
| Yet its women not lack of ambition that keeps good men bedridden. | |
| Jesus Christ | |
| I am forever making the same mistakes | |
| Yet its women not lack of ambition that keeps good men bedridden. | |
| Jesus Christ | |
| I am forever making the same mistakes. | |
| I continue to stumble around as long as everyone cheers me on. | |
| Am I the only one without the weapon to end the war? | |
| Ain' t nothing gonna break my stride. | |
| Ain' t nothing gonna slow me down. | |
| Oh no. When there' s no one disapproving. | |
| Yet its women not lack of ambition that keeps good men bedridden. | |
| Jesus Christ | |
| I am forever making the same mistakes | |
| Yet its women not lack of ambition that keeps good men bedridden. | |
| Jesus Christ | |
| I am forever making the same mistakes | |
| Deaf men in the city of sirens. | |
| Blind men in the presence of snakes. | |
| But I' m adrift in a sea of temptation. | |
| A newborn with inadequate skills. | |
| Turn the party up, honestly be damned. | |
| How fucking pathetic of me. | |
| I can' t go this way. | |
| Not when I have your heart. | |
| Oh what a childish life | |
| I have led. | |
| God, what a wicked man | |
| I have been. | |
| But ain' t nothing gonna break my stride. | |
| Ain' t nothing gonna slow me down. | |
| Oh no. When there' s no on disapproving |