[00:00.00] 作词 : Griffin Boice/J-Dog/George Ragan The Dead Son
[00:00.85] 作曲 : Griffin Boice/J-Dog/George Ragan The Dead Son
[00:01.70]Change, some broken fate
[00:03.79]Dim ****ing dreams of a Hollywood cage
[00:06.57]Perfect, picture-perfect babe
[00:09.28]Kingdom may come but look what we made
[00:11.85]Slaughter and **** what comes after
[00:14.71]The meaningless madness, maniacal laughter
[00:17.51]And what else can you take?
[00:20.21]Your hands put together, so holy, you'll hate
[00:22.65]Another ****ed up madman
[00:27.38]Another mother****er with a mother****ing handgun
[00:28.40]Come all you weak, come all you wicked
[00:30.70]I got some heart but we get it, mother****er
[00:33.85]Does everybody in the world have to ****ing die?
[00:36.42]Does everybody in the world have to ****ing die?
[00:39.15]Everybody in the world have to ****ing die?
[00:41.75]Everybody in the world has to ****ing die
[00:55.45]I am a thief and my father is a bastard
[00:58.84]Who am I? I am you
[01:00.53]My ego it eats and it needs an answer
[01:03.32]Do or die, let the hate burn through
[01:06.42]Take a deep breath as you look in my soul
[01:08.24]I devour your dreams and I live in your home
[01:10.61]It comes from under the bed
[01:12.17]The foul smell and hot breath
[01:13.74]A need to your head
[01:15.64]A close relative of death
[01:18.85]We're coming inside
[01:20.01]Kill the ****ing hunter and you're killing the pride
[01:21.56]In the tide, I'll survive
[01:24.25]But will the ****ing world leave me buried alive?
[01:27.38]Does everybody in the world have to ****ing die?
[01:29.71]Does everybody in the world have to ****ing die?
[01:32.80]Everybody in the world have to ****ing die?
[01:35.14]Everybody in the world has to ****ing die
[01:48.90]You will not be anything
[01:50.90]An after-thought, a memory
[01:53.64]You'll cut bullets when you leave
[01:56.37]You have nightmares, I have dreams
[01:59.02]We need Mother Mary White
[02:01.65]Hold in breath and wait to die
[02:05.16]Just another shallow man
[02:07.51]Zipped up in a body bag
[02:10.62]Just another shallow man
[02:12.82]Zipped up in a body bag
[02:15.22]Just another shallow man
[02:18.12]Zipped up in a body bag
[02:20.73]Just another shallow man
[02:27.34]Zipped up in a body bag
[02:28.52]Just another shallow man
[02:30.95]Zipped up in a body bag

作词 : Griffin Boice/J-Dog/George Ragan The Dead Son
作曲 : Griffin Boice/J-Dog/George Ragan The Dead Son
Change, some broken fate
Dim ****ing dreams of a Hollywood cage
Perfect, picture-perfect babe
Kingdom may come but look what we made
Slaughter and **** what comes after
The meaningless madness, maniacal laughter
And what else can you take?
Your hands put together, so holy, you'll hate
Another ****ed up madman
Another mother****er with a mother****ing handgun
Come all you weak, come all you wicked
I got some heart but we get it, mother****er
Does everybody in the world have to ****ing die?
Does everybody in the world have to ****ing die?
Everybody in the world have to ****ing die?
Everybody in the world has to ****ing die
I am a thief and my father is a bastard
Who am I? I am you
My ego it eats and it needs an answer
Do or die, let the hate burn through
Take a deep breath as you look in my soul
I devour your dreams and I live in your home
It comes from under the bed
The foul smell and hot breath
A need to your head
A close relative of death
We're coming inside
Kill the ****ing hunter and you're killing the pride
In the tide, I'll survive
But will the ****ing world leave me buried alive?
Does everybody in the world have to ****ing die?
Does everybody in the world have to ****ing die?
Everybody in the world have to ****ing die?
Everybody in the world has to ****ing die
You will not be anything
An after-thought, a memory
You'll cut bullets when you leave
You have nightmares, I have dreams
We need Mother Mary White
Hold in breath and wait to die
Just another shallow man
Zipped up in a body bag
Just another shallow man
Zipped up in a body bag
Just another shallow man
Zipped up in a body bag
Just another shallow man
Zipped up in a body bag
Just another shallow man
Zipped up in a body bag