| Song | Can't Stop The Bleeding |
| Artist | Clit 45 |
| Album | Self-Hate Crimes |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Dave, Mike | |
| Slash your wrist, pump your fist, cause it's all the same to us | |
| Seen all hopesand your dreams crumble and combust | |
| Tonight's the night, let's bust the gauge | |
| dance with death on a pale stage | |
| Novocaine this pain pumping through our veins | |
| [Chorus] | |
| cut me cut slice kill i'm a used rolled dollar bill | |
| (at the end of my rope) | |
| cut me cut stab right through and i'm spilt all over you | |
| i'm so sick my sanity is lost and i just want it to stop | |
| silent sex, f**king in the night | |
| can't see what you're doing, it feels right | |
| losing battle in a one man knife fight | |
| cut the noose and let me drop | |
| cause i'm hanging from the ceiling torn apart at the seams | |
| end it all with a match and a can of gasoline | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Can't stop the Bleeding...no you won't |
| zuo qu : Dave, Mike | |
| Slash your wrist, pump your fist, cause it' s all the same to us | |
| Seen all hopesand your dreams crumble and combust | |
| Tonight' s the night, let' s bust the gauge | |
| dance with death on a pale stage | |
| Novocaine this pain pumping through our veins | |
| Chorus | |
| cut me cut slice kill i' m a used rolled dollar bill | |
| at the end of my rope | |
| cut me cut stab right through and i' m spilt all over you | |
| i' m so sick my sanity is lost and i just want it to stop | |
| silent sex, f king in the night | |
| can' t see what you' re doing, it feels right | |
| losing battle in a one man knife fight | |
| cut the noose and let me drop | |
| cause i' m hanging from the ceiling torn apart at the seams | |
| end it all with a match and a can of gasoline | |
| Chorus | |
| Can' t stop the Bleeding... no you won' t |
| zuò qǔ : Dave, Mike | |
| Slash your wrist, pump your fist, cause it' s all the same to us | |
| Seen all hopesand your dreams crumble and combust | |
| Tonight' s the night, let' s bust the gauge | |
| dance with death on a pale stage | |
| Novocaine this pain pumping through our veins | |
| Chorus | |
| cut me cut slice kill i' m a used rolled dollar bill | |
| at the end of my rope | |
| cut me cut stab right through and i' m spilt all over you | |
| i' m so sick my sanity is lost and i just want it to stop | |
| silent sex, f king in the night | |
| can' t see what you' re doing, it feels right | |
| losing battle in a one man knife fight | |
| cut the noose and let me drop | |
| cause i' m hanging from the ceiling torn apart at the seams | |
| end it all with a match and a can of gasoline | |
| Chorus | |
| Can' t stop the Bleeding... no you won' t |