| 歌曲 | Charmer |
| 歌手 | This or the Apocalypse |
| 专辑 | Haunt What's Left |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| End me like a sick dog. | |
| Lose my body in vain. | |
| Break my horse’s legs. | |
| Store me in a vase. | |
| I’ll fight my way out by teeth. | |
| Wave the stampede on with a flag. | |
| While you’ve convinced yourself of your existence, | |
| As the only form of life, | |
| Bestowed beneath the gift of grace. | |
| If I fire it straight through you, | |
| My only hope is that it finds its way back to him. | |
| If I said you were the source, | |
| I only lied to displace myself from the blame. | |
| You have nothing to be proud of. | |
| If I fire it straight through you, | |
| My only hope is that it finds its way back to him. | |
| I didn’t feel the hate like this. | |
| I can’t find the words, | |
| I can’t let it go. | |
| Oh God, I didn’t feel the hate like this. | |
| We walk in amazement to the kill, | |
| Caught in it’s glory. | |
| We walk in amazement to the kill, | |
| As we are inert in our exalting awe. | |
| I’m not the jury or the judge. | |
| I am the gallows and the noose. | |
| I’ll fight my way out by teeth. | |
| Wave the stampede on with a flag, | |
| While you’ve convinced yourself of your existence, | |
| As the only form of life. |
| End me like a sick dog. | |
| Lose my body in vain. | |
| Break my horse' s legs. | |
| Store me in a vase. | |
| I' ll fight my way out by teeth. | |
| Wave the stampede on with a flag. | |
| While you' ve convinced yourself of your existence, | |
| As the only form of life, | |
| Bestowed beneath the gift of grace. | |
| If I fire it straight through you, | |
| My only hope is that it finds its way back to him. | |
| If I said you were the source, | |
| I only lied to displace myself from the blame. | |
| You have nothing to be proud of. | |
| If I fire it straight through you, | |
| My only hope is that it finds its way back to him. | |
| I didn' t feel the hate like this. | |
| I can' t find the words, | |
| I can' t let it go. | |
| Oh God, I didn' t feel the hate like this. | |
| We walk in amazement to the kill, | |
| Caught in it' s glory. | |
| We walk in amazement to the kill, | |
| As we are inert in our exalting awe. | |
| I' m not the jury or the judge. | |
| I am the gallows and the noose. | |
| I' ll fight my way out by teeth. | |
| Wave the stampede on with a flag, | |
| While you' ve convinced yourself of your existence, | |
| As the only form of life. |
| End me like a sick dog. | |
| Lose my body in vain. | |
| Break my horse' s legs. | |
| Store me in a vase. | |
| I' ll fight my way out by teeth. | |
| Wave the stampede on with a flag. | |
| While you' ve convinced yourself of your existence, | |
| As the only form of life, | |
| Bestowed beneath the gift of grace. | |
| If I fire it straight through you, | |
| My only hope is that it finds its way back to him. | |
| If I said you were the source, | |
| I only lied to displace myself from the blame. | |
| You have nothing to be proud of. | |
| If I fire it straight through you, | |
| My only hope is that it finds its way back to him. | |
| I didn' t feel the hate like this. | |
| I can' t find the words, | |
| I can' t let it go. | |
| Oh God, I didn' t feel the hate like this. | |
| We walk in amazement to the kill, | |
| Caught in it' s glory. | |
| We walk in amazement to the kill, | |
| As we are inert in our exalting awe. | |
| I' m not the jury or the judge. | |
| I am the gallows and the noose. | |
| I' ll fight my way out by teeth. | |
| Wave the stampede on with a flag, | |
| While you' ve convinced yourself of your existence, | |
| As the only form of life. |