| Song | Convex |
| Artist | Velvet Acid Christ |
| Album | Hex Angel: Utopia-Dystopia |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Erickson | |
| Hold, hold me down, make me wish, make me wish for air | |
| Call out your name, slowly drain the hate out of me | |
| You're all the same, half inane, lack of brains. | |
| Too much time | |
| I'm on my own again | |
| Too much thought to ever see again | |
| Too much sense to ever hear again | |
| Too much hate to see a different end | |
| Too much fear to concentrate again | |
| Too much love to ever feel again | |
| Ugly fears, | |
| Ugly face | |
| Ugly thoughts, | |
| Leave no trace | |
| Of innocence | |
| The world inside breaking down | |
| The world inside breaking down | |
| Murder all these feelings trapped inside | |
| Murder all these feelings trapped inside reject everything reject everything reject everything reject everything reject everything reject everything reject everything reject everything | |
| Too much time | |
| I'm on my own again | |
| Too much hate to see a different end | |
| Too much fear to concentrate again | |
| Too much love to ever feel again | |
| Ugly fears, | |
| Ugly face | |
| Ugly thoughts, | |
| Leave no trace | |
| Of innocence | |
| Holding on to words that let go softly | |
| As you whisper into my ears only | |
| Drowning in a pool of all of the tears | |
| Nights and days they seem to drag on | |
| All around you sense the sound | |
| You don't even listen any more |
| zuo ci : Erickson | |
| Hold, hold me down, make me wish, make me wish for air | |
| Call out your name, slowly drain the hate out of me | |
| You' re all the same, half inane, lack of brains. | |
| Too much time | |
| I' m on my own again | |
| Too much thought to ever see again | |
| Too much sense to ever hear again | |
| Too much hate to see a different end | |
| Too much fear to concentrate again | |
| Too much love to ever feel again | |
| Ugly fears, | |
| Ugly face | |
| Ugly thoughts, | |
| Leave no trace | |
| Of innocence | |
| The world inside breaking down | |
| The world inside breaking down | |
| Murder all these feelings trapped inside | |
| Murder all these feelings trapped inside reject everything reject everything reject everything reject everything reject everything reject everything reject everything reject everything | |
| Too much time | |
| I' m on my own again | |
| Too much hate to see a different end | |
| Too much fear to concentrate again | |
| Too much love to ever feel again | |
| Ugly fears, | |
| Ugly face | |
| Ugly thoughts, | |
| Leave no trace | |
| Of innocence | |
| Holding on to words that let go softly | |
| As you whisper into my ears only | |
| Drowning in a pool of all of the tears | |
| Nights and days they seem to drag on | |
| All around you sense the sound | |
| You don' t even listen any more |
| zuò cí : Erickson | |
| Hold, hold me down, make me wish, make me wish for air | |
| Call out your name, slowly drain the hate out of me | |
| You' re all the same, half inane, lack of brains. | |
| Too much time | |
| I' m on my own again | |
| Too much thought to ever see again | |
| Too much sense to ever hear again | |
| Too much hate to see a different end | |
| Too much fear to concentrate again | |
| Too much love to ever feel again | |
| Ugly fears, | |
| Ugly face | |
| Ugly thoughts, | |
| Leave no trace | |
| Of innocence | |
| The world inside breaking down | |
| The world inside breaking down | |
| Murder all these feelings trapped inside | |
| Murder all these feelings trapped inside reject everything reject everything reject everything reject everything reject everything reject everything reject everything reject everything | |
| Too much time | |
| I' m on my own again | |
| Too much hate to see a different end | |
| Too much fear to concentrate again | |
| Too much love to ever feel again | |
| Ugly fears, | |
| Ugly face | |
| Ugly thoughts, | |
| Leave no trace | |
| Of innocence | |
| Holding on to words that let go softly | |
| As you whisper into my ears only | |
| Drowning in a pool of all of the tears | |
| Nights and days they seem to drag on | |
| All around you sense the sound | |
| You don' t even listen any more |