| 歌曲 | I Reserve the Right to Scream Bloody Murder |
| 歌手 | Dearly Departed |
| 专辑 | Believing in Ghosts |
| 作曲 : Dearly Departed | |
| Another perfect day and I won't be around to fear it | |
| A simple plan of decay, do you feel it, it's all around? | |
| Another perfect day and I won't be around to fear it | |
| A simple plan of decay | |
| Crimson spirits, spill from your puckered lips | |
| But I won't turn away, a simple emptiness to feed it, a simple plan of decay | |
| Do you feel it? It's all around | |
| Doomed to trace your footsteps with these words | |
| Your actions speak without words, there are no words | |
| Another fear-soaked night waits quietly for your bite | |
| But I won't turn away; I'll sit and gaze upon it | |
| And how did we, how did we start a war? | |
| Another perfect day, until the walls came crashing all around (no rest) | |
| As simple plan of decay, do you feel it? It's all around | |
| Doomed to trace your footsteps with theses words | |
| Your actions speak without words | |
| Another fear-soaked night waits quietly for your bite | |
| But I won't turn away; I'll sit and gaze upon it | |
| And how did we, how did we start a war? | |
| (no rest, no rest, no rest) |
| zuò qǔ : Dearly Departed | |
| Another perfect day and I won' t be around to fear it | |
| A simple plan of decay, do you feel it, it' s all around? | |
| Another perfect day and I won' t be around to fear it | |
| A simple plan of decay | |
| Crimson spirits, spill from your puckered lips | |
| But I won' t turn away, a simple emptiness to feed it, a simple plan of decay | |
| Do you feel it? It' s all around | |
| Doomed to trace your footsteps with these words | |
| Your actions speak without words, there are no words | |
| Another fearsoaked night waits quietly for your bite | |
| But I won' t turn away I' ll sit and gaze upon it | |
| And how did we, how did we start a war? | |
| Another perfect day, until the walls came crashing all around no rest | |
| As simple plan of decay, do you feel it? It' s all around | |
| Doomed to trace your footsteps with theses words | |
| Your actions speak without words | |
| Another fearsoaked night waits quietly for your bite | |
| But I won' t turn away I' ll sit and gaze upon it | |
| And how did we, how did we start a war? | |
| no rest, no rest, no rest |