| 歌曲 | Consider Us Dead |
| 歌手 | Sentenced |
| 专辑 | The Funeral Album |
| 作词 : Laihiala, Sentenced | |
| Feel it, now it's waiting in your hand | |
| Cold and loaded... | |
| See it, now it's shining in my hand | |
| Cold and loaded... | |
| I know i haven't got the balls to pull this through | |
| And therefore | |
| I'm laying all my faith in, all my faith in you | |
| Raise the gun, take aim and shoot me | |
| Put a bullet through my head | |
| Consider us dead | |
| Raise the gun, take aim and blow me away | |
| Squeeze the trigger, free the lead | |
| Consider us dead | |
| We're leaving this human ruin behind | |
| So cold and empty... | |
| He's leaving for there's nothing more | |
| I can find | |
| In this cold and empty | |
| The choice is mine so don't be afraid to pull this through | |
| Just get a grip, | |
| I'm dying to get rid of you, rid of you | |
| Raise the gun, take aim and shoot me | |
| Put a bullet through my head | |
| Consider us dead | |
| Raise the gun, take aim and blow me away | |
| Squeeze the trigger, free the lead | |
| Consider us dead | |
| I know you haven't got the balls to pull this through | |
| Just get a grip, | |
| I'm dying to get rid of you rid of you | |
| Raise the gun, take aim and shoot me | |
| Put a bullet through my head | |
| Consider us dead | |
| Raise the gun, take aim and blow me away | |
| Squeeze the trigger, free the lead | |
| Consider us dead | |
| Consider us dead |
| zuò cí : Laihiala, Sentenced | |
| Feel it, now it' s waiting in your hand | |
| Cold and loaded... | |
| See it, now it' s shining in my hand | |
| Cold and loaded... | |
| I know i haven' t got the balls to pull this through | |
| And therefore | |
| I' m laying all my faith in, all my faith in you | |
| Raise the gun, take aim and shoot me | |
| Put a bullet through my head | |
| Consider us dead | |
| Raise the gun, take aim and blow me away | |
| Squeeze the trigger, free the lead | |
| Consider us dead | |
| We' re leaving this human ruin behind | |
| So cold and empty... | |
| He' s leaving for there' s nothing more | |
| I can find | |
| In this cold and empty | |
| The choice is mine so don' t be afraid to pull this through | |
| Just get a grip, | |
| I' m dying to get rid of you, rid of you | |
| Raise the gun, take aim and shoot me | |
| Put a bullet through my head | |
| Consider us dead | |
| Raise the gun, take aim and blow me away | |
| Squeeze the trigger, free the lead | |
| Consider us dead | |
| I know you haven' t got the balls to pull this through | |
| Just get a grip, | |
| I' m dying to get rid of you rid of you | |
| Raise the gun, take aim and shoot me | |
| Put a bullet through my head | |
| Consider us dead | |
| Raise the gun, take aim and blow me away | |
| Squeeze the trigger, free the lead | |
| Consider us dead | |
| Consider us dead |