| 歌曲 | Final Shape |
| 歌手 | Chamber |
| 专辑 | Ripping / Pulling / Tearing |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Gabe Manuel/Jacob Lilly/Taylor Carpenter/Taylor Stephenson/Christian Smith | |
| 作曲 : Gabe Manuel/Jacob Lilly/Taylor Carpenter/Taylor Stephenson/Christian Smith | |
| Grind me down to dust inside of your head | |
| Find my final shape underneath your skin | |
| A mass forms inside of your head And underneath your skin. | |
| My hate will burn inside your veins, Spreading throughout your being | |
| I saw you burning consumed by doubt. A hell of your invention where you belong. | |
| I scarred myself trying to help. Begging, pleading for you to come back to yourself. | |
| Count your breaths as precious gifts as you waste the time you have left. | |
| I take my shape under your skin. Scratch at your flesh as I dig my way in. | |
| Day by day your spirit grows weaker, your being fades. |
| zuo ci : Gabe Manuel Jacob Lilly Taylor Carpenter Taylor Stephenson Christian Smith | |
| zuo qu : Gabe Manuel Jacob Lilly Taylor Carpenter Taylor Stephenson Christian Smith | |
| Grind me down to dust inside of your head | |
| Find my final shape underneath your skin | |
| A mass forms inside of your head And underneath your skin. | |
| My hate will burn inside your veins, Spreading throughout your being | |
| I saw you burning consumed by doubt. A hell of your invention where you belong. | |
| I scarred myself trying to help. Begging, pleading for you to come back to yourself. | |
| Count your breaths as precious gifts as you waste the time you have left. | |
| I take my shape under your skin. Scratch at your flesh as I dig my way in. | |
| Day by day your spirit grows weaker, your being fades. |
| zuò cí : Gabe Manuel Jacob Lilly Taylor Carpenter Taylor Stephenson Christian Smith | |
| zuò qǔ : Gabe Manuel Jacob Lilly Taylor Carpenter Taylor Stephenson Christian Smith | |
| Grind me down to dust inside of your head | |
| Find my final shape underneath your skin | |
| A mass forms inside of your head And underneath your skin. | |
| My hate will burn inside your veins, Spreading throughout your being | |
| I saw you burning consumed by doubt. A hell of your invention where you belong. | |
| I scarred myself trying to help. Begging, pleading for you to come back to yourself. | |
| Count your breaths as precious gifts as you waste the time you have left. | |
| I take my shape under your skin. Scratch at your flesh as I dig my way in. | |
| Day by day your spirit grows weaker, your being fades. |