| 作曲 : Bonifassi, Goncalves, Wilcox | |
| At the right time and place | |
| You dive deep inside what i have | |
| "Your pain is the breaking of a shell | |
| That encloses your understanding" | |
| I"m scared of what i see | |
| I'm scared of what i'll be | |
| Am i able to win this battle between my disease and me? | |
| So i'm fighting like i'm not, i'm losing, losing like i am now | |
| Writing, writing not to die, dying blackout | |
| There's no reason other than pure malice | |
| To be spread such disgusting lies | |
| And i need a potion for the doctor within me | |
| There's something inside eating my lymphocyte | |
| Bleeding my microcyte but i fight | |
| There's something inside eating my lymphocyte | |
| Bleeding my microcyte but i fight | |
| And i fight and i fight | |
| Outside of time and space | |
| It's eating me alive all i have | |
| His pain is the breaking of a shell that encloses my understanding | |
| I'm aching to be free | |
| But i'm scared of who i'll be | |
| Am i able to survive this struggle between who i am | |
| And what i need? | |
| So i'm eathing like i'm starving, starving like i am now | |
| So i'm fighting, fighting not to die, dying blackout | |
| Theress no seizure, there's justice, pure endless | |
| Television to spread the silence | |
| And i need a potion for the doctor within me | |
| There's something inside eating my lymphocyte | |
| Bleeding my microcyte but i fight | |
| There's something inside eating my lymphocyte | |
| Bleeding my microcyte but i fight | |
| And i fight and i fight | |
| I take one look at your face | |
| It's enough to know all we have | |
| Is pain is the breaking of a hell that encloses our understanding | |
| Maybe we were meant to be | |
| But i'm scared of misery | |
| Am i able to survive this battle between you and me? | |
| Then i'll be living like i'm loving and loving | |
| Like i am now | |
| Stiving, striving not to die, loving blackout | |
| There's no pleasure without justice pure honest | |
| Revelation to spread the purpose that decides | |
| Who disappears and who survives, who lives and dies |
| zuo qu : Bonifassi, Goncalves, Wilcox | |
| At the right time and place | |
| You dive deep inside what i have | |
| " Your pain is the breaking of a shell | |
| That encloses your understanding" | |
| I" m scared of what i see | |
| I' m scared of what i' ll be | |
| Am i able to win this battle between my disease and me? | |
| So i' m fighting like i' m not, i' m losing, losing like i am now | |
| Writing, writing not to die, dying blackout | |
| There' s no reason other than pure malice | |
| To be spread such disgusting lies | |
| And i need a potion for the doctor within me | |
| There' s something inside eating my lymphocyte | |
| Bleeding my microcyte but i fight | |
| There' s something inside eating my lymphocyte | |
| Bleeding my microcyte but i fight | |
| And i fight and i fight | |
| Outside of time and space | |
| It' s eating me alive all i have | |
| His pain is the breaking of a shell that encloses my understanding | |
| I' m aching to be free | |
| But i' m scared of who i' ll be | |
| Am i able to survive this struggle between who i am | |
| And what i need? | |
| So i' m eathing like i' m starving, starving like i am now | |
| So i' m fighting, fighting not to die, dying blackout | |
| Theress no seizure, there' s justice, pure endless | |
| Television to spread the silence | |
| And i need a potion for the doctor within me | |
| There' s something inside eating my lymphocyte | |
| Bleeding my microcyte but i fight | |
| There' s something inside eating my lymphocyte | |
| Bleeding my microcyte but i fight | |
| And i fight and i fight | |
| I take one look at your face | |
| It' s enough to know all we have | |
| Is pain is the breaking of a hell that encloses our understanding | |
| Maybe we were meant to be | |
| But i' m scared of misery | |
| Am i able to survive this battle between you and me? | |
| Then i' ll be living like i' m loving and loving | |
| Like i am now | |
| Stiving, striving not to die, loving blackout | |
| There' s no pleasure without justice pure honest | |
| Revelation to spread the purpose that decides | |
| Who disappears and who survives, who lives and dies |
| zuò qǔ : Bonifassi, Goncalves, Wilcox | |
| At the right time and place | |
| You dive deep inside what i have | |
| " Your pain is the breaking of a shell | |
| That encloses your understanding" | |
| I" m scared of what i see | |
| I' m scared of what i' ll be | |
| Am i able to win this battle between my disease and me? | |
| So i' m fighting like i' m not, i' m losing, losing like i am now | |
| Writing, writing not to die, dying blackout | |
| There' s no reason other than pure malice | |
| To be spread such disgusting lies | |
| And i need a potion for the doctor within me | |
| There' s something inside eating my lymphocyte | |
| Bleeding my microcyte but i fight | |
| There' s something inside eating my lymphocyte | |
| Bleeding my microcyte but i fight | |
| And i fight and i fight | |
| Outside of time and space | |
| It' s eating me alive all i have | |
| His pain is the breaking of a shell that encloses my understanding | |
| I' m aching to be free | |
| But i' m scared of who i' ll be | |
| Am i able to survive this struggle between who i am | |
| And what i need? | |
| So i' m eathing like i' m starving, starving like i am now | |
| So i' m fighting, fighting not to die, dying blackout | |
| Theress no seizure, there' s justice, pure endless | |
| Television to spread the silence | |
| And i need a potion for the doctor within me | |
| There' s something inside eating my lymphocyte | |
| Bleeding my microcyte but i fight | |
| There' s something inside eating my lymphocyte | |
| Bleeding my microcyte but i fight | |
| And i fight and i fight | |
| I take one look at your face | |
| It' s enough to know all we have | |
| Is pain is the breaking of a hell that encloses our understanding | |
| Maybe we were meant to be | |
| But i' m scared of misery | |
| Am i able to survive this battle between you and me? | |
| Then i' ll be living like i' m loving and loving | |
| Like i am now | |
| Stiving, striving not to die, loving blackout | |
| There' s no pleasure without justice pure honest | |
| Revelation to spread the purpose that decides | |
| Who disappears and who survives, who lives and dies |
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