作曲 : Stanier | |
You're the only one | |
I ever told | |
That I will rape this day | |
Got a barking dog | |
And a smile to tell | |
And I will hate this day | |
Sporting the name brands | |
Clothes make the man | |
And I will rape this day | |
Guess a heart won't break | |
That ain't pumpin' | |
Kool-aid I got a fighting chance | |
You know you promised me the last dance | |
A micro naught in time | |
This fat twenty-four is all mine | |
Nothin' but moans and blood | |
And so my blood counts my loss | |
You cannot eat just one | |
A diaphragm revelation | |
Just want to get some disease | |
And get your stampin' heart the hell outta here | |
I'm gonna rape this day | |
I'm gonna rape this day | |
I'm gonna rape this day | |
Rape this day | |
This is your real mouth | |
Sew it up and fly south | |
And I will rape this day | |
I'll blow with you on the ground | |
Or leave it til the leaves turn brown | |
And I will pinch and tear | |
And pull and kick you right there | |
I'll prod and jerk and stretch | |
Into a pretty bruise, a cat scratch | |
Put a rake on your neck | |
But who would cry or complain? | |
Compared to the pain of your sorry white vein... | |
I'm gonna rape this day | |
I'm gonna rape this day | |
I'm gonna rape this day | |
I'm gonna rape this day |
zuo qu : Stanier | |
You' re the only one | |
I ever told | |
That I will rape this day | |
Got a barking dog | |
And a smile to tell | |
And I will hate this day | |
Sporting the name brands | |
Clothes make the man | |
And I will rape this day | |
Guess a heart won' t break | |
That ain' t pumpin' | |
Koolaid I got a fighting chance | |
You know you promised me the last dance | |
A micro naught in time | |
This fat twentyfour is all mine | |
Nothin' but moans and blood | |
And so my blood counts my loss | |
You cannot eat just one | |
A diaphragm revelation | |
Just want to get some disease | |
And get your stampin' heart the hell outta here | |
I' m gonna rape this day | |
I' m gonna rape this day | |
I' m gonna rape this day | |
Rape this day | |
This is your real mouth | |
Sew it up and fly south | |
And I will rape this day | |
I' ll blow with you on the ground | |
Or leave it til the leaves turn brown | |
And I will pinch and tear | |
And pull and kick you right there | |
I' ll prod and jerk and stretch | |
Into a pretty bruise, a cat scratch | |
Put a rake on your neck | |
But who would cry or complain? | |
Compared to the pain of your sorry white vein... | |
I' m gonna rape this day | |
I' m gonna rape this day | |
I' m gonna rape this day | |
I' m gonna rape this day |
zuò qǔ : Stanier | |
You' re the only one | |
I ever told | |
That I will rape this day | |
Got a barking dog | |
And a smile to tell | |
And I will hate this day | |
Sporting the name brands | |
Clothes make the man | |
And I will rape this day | |
Guess a heart won' t break | |
That ain' t pumpin' | |
Koolaid I got a fighting chance | |
You know you promised me the last dance | |
A micro naught in time | |
This fat twentyfour is all mine | |
Nothin' but moans and blood | |
And so my blood counts my loss | |
You cannot eat just one | |
A diaphragm revelation | |
Just want to get some disease | |
And get your stampin' heart the hell outta here | |
I' m gonna rape this day | |
I' m gonna rape this day | |
I' m gonna rape this day | |
Rape this day | |
This is your real mouth | |
Sew it up and fly south | |
And I will rape this day | |
I' ll blow with you on the ground | |
Or leave it til the leaves turn brown | |
And I will pinch and tear | |
And pull and kick you right there | |
I' ll prod and jerk and stretch | |
Into a pretty bruise, a cat scratch | |
Put a rake on your neck | |
But who would cry or complain? | |
Compared to the pain of your sorry white vein... | |
I' m gonna rape this day | |
I' m gonna rape this day | |
I' m gonna rape this day | |
I' m gonna rape this day |