| Song | Back Alive |
| Artist | Scapegoat Wax |
| Album | Swax |
| 作曲 : James | |
| Sleepless, I sit, | |
| Wait for the sun to arrive, | |
| This is my shit, | |
| You cannot take it this time, | |
| The clock strikes six, | |
| My eyes are still open wide, | |
| I watched it die, | |
| I watch it come back alive | |
| My name's Marty James, | |
| I'm from Chico CA, | |
| I'm a Leo, | |
| I'm riding on a runaway train, | |
| I've been lookin' for a long time in the wrong place, | |
| Been lookin' for the sunshine in a dark space, | |
| Now it's on, | |
| And I'm catching my breath, | |
| Just me and my SP are left, | |
| And we can see things, | |
| My dreams are not bling-bling, | |
| My faith in this is shrinking, | |
| You wanna know about the Chico streets, | |
| You wanna know what happened with Mike D., | |
| You wanna know who I'm trying to be, | |
| Do I rap or do I think, | |
| Scapegoat with a triple sleep | |
| Let me tell you what I'm going to do boy, | |
| Let me tell you what I'm going to do | |
| Let me tell you what I'm going to do boy, | |
| Let me tell you what I'm going to do | |
| Let me tell you what I'm going to do boy, | |
| Let me tell you what I'm going to do | |
| Let me tell you what I'm going to do boy, | |
| Let me tell you what I'm.... | |
| Restless I sit, | |
| Wait for my time to arrive, | |
| This is my shit, | |
| You will not take it this time, | |
| I won't forget, | |
| My eyes are still open wide, | |
| I watched it die, | |
| I watch it come back alive |
| zuò qǔ : James | |
| Sleepless, I sit, | |
| Wait for the sun to arrive, | |
| This is my shit, | |
| You cannot take it this time, | |
| The clock strikes six, | |
| My eyes are still open wide, | |
| I watched it die, | |
| I watch it come back alive | |
| My name' s Marty James, | |
| I' m from Chico CA, | |
| I' m a Leo, | |
| I' m riding on a runaway train, | |
| I' ve been lookin' for a long time in the wrong place, | |
| Been lookin' for the sunshine in a dark space, | |
| Now it' s on, | |
| And I' m catching my breath, | |
| Just me and my SP are left, | |
| And we can see things, | |
| My dreams are not blingbling, | |
| My faith in this is shrinking, | |
| You wanna know about the Chico streets, | |
| You wanna know what happened with Mike D., | |
| You wanna know who I' m trying to be, | |
| Do I rap or do I think, | |
| Scapegoat with a triple sleep | |
| Let me tell you what I' m going to do boy, | |
| Let me tell you what I' m going to do | |
| Let me tell you what I' m going to do boy, | |
| Let me tell you what I' m going to do | |
| Let me tell you what I' m going to do boy, | |
| Let me tell you what I' m going to do | |
| Let me tell you what I' m going to do boy, | |
| Let me tell you what I' m.... | |
| Restless I sit, | |
| Wait for my time to arrive, | |
| This is my shit, | |
| You will not take it this time, | |
| I won' t forget, | |
| My eyes are still open wide, | |
| I watched it die, | |
| I watch it come back alive |