| 作曲 : Echo, Miller | |
| girl, thought you were dead for a while until your lips curled up to a smile and she screamed, sunday stories were untrue or the meek ones, they're not you 'cause you won't inherit this you're a fool you ain't got the best of me it was all just a fantasy because i am the winner you're still nobody glass in pieces over the tile smoke and mirrors face in a pile and she screamed, it always about you and the bad things that you do they cannot compare to this what a tool you ain't got the best of me it was all just a fantasy because i am the winner you're still nobody speaking secret story to me spit and fingers, your fantasy girl, thought you were one for a while until your lips curled up to a smile and it seems, from the stories you told me there is one thing, we'll agree it's that you will never | |
| BE EXTRAOR | |
| DINARY you ain't got the best of me it was all just a fantasy because i am the winner you're still nobody you're still nobody. |
| zuo qu : Echo, Miller | |
| girl, thought you were dead for a while until your lips curled up to a smile and she screamed, sunday stories were untrue or the meek ones, they' re not you ' cause you won' t inherit this you' re a fool you ain' t got the best of me it was all just a fantasy because i am the winner you' re still nobody glass in pieces over the tile smoke and mirrors face in a pile and she screamed, it always about you and the bad things that you do they cannot compare to this what a tool you ain' t got the best of me it was all just a fantasy because i am the winner you' re still nobody speaking secret story to me spit and fingers, your fantasy girl, thought you were one for a while until your lips curled up to a smile and it seems, from the stories you told me there is one thing, we' ll agree it' s that you will never | |
| BE EXTRAOR | |
| DINARY you ain' t got the best of me it was all just a fantasy because i am the winner you' re still nobody you' re still nobody. |
| zuò qǔ : Echo, Miller | |
| girl, thought you were dead for a while until your lips curled up to a smile and she screamed, sunday stories were untrue or the meek ones, they' re not you ' cause you won' t inherit this you' re a fool you ain' t got the best of me it was all just a fantasy because i am the winner you' re still nobody glass in pieces over the tile smoke and mirrors face in a pile and she screamed, it always about you and the bad things that you do they cannot compare to this what a tool you ain' t got the best of me it was all just a fantasy because i am the winner you' re still nobody speaking secret story to me spit and fingers, your fantasy girl, thought you were one for a while until your lips curled up to a smile and it seems, from the stories you told me there is one thing, we' ll agree it' s that you will never | |
| BE EXTRAOR | |
| DINARY you ain' t got the best of me it was all just a fantasy because i am the winner you' re still nobody you' re still nobody. |
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