| Song | Ten Ton Hammer |
| Artist | Machine Head |
| Album | The More Things Change... |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Flynn, Machine Head | |
| I am the thing that makes you sick | |
| I am the blame that gets placed quick | |
| Detect the crack within your lie(Your lie) | |
| I'll be the wrath of your disdain | |
| I'll be the fear in you engrained | |
| Become the facts that you deny(Deny) | |
| I can feel this pain is real | |
| I hate deep down inside | |
| And like broken glass you'll shatter | |
| With bloody fists | |
| I'll batter | |
| Like a ten ton hammer son | |
| I'll be the tremblin' in your breath | |
| Trickle of blood upon your flesh | |
| You'd love to watch me take the fall | |
| FallI'll be the thing that you despise' | |
| Cause I'm the path to your demise | |
| And I'm a tree that's standing tall | |
| TallI can feel this pain is real | |
| I hate deep down inside | |
| And like broken glass you'll shatter | |
| With bloody fists | |
| I'll batter | |
| Like a ten ton hammer son(Aaa) | |
| I can't stand or take another day my friend | |
| You could learn a thing or two | |
| I can't stand or take another day my friend | |
| You could learn a thing or two | |
| I can feel this pain is real | |
| I hate deep down inside | |
| I can feel this pain is real | |
| I hate deep down inside | |
| And like broken glass you'll shatter | |
| With bloody fists | |
| I'll batter | |
| Like a ten ton hammer son | |
| Ooow |
| zuo ci : Flynn, Machine Head | |
| I am the thing that makes you sick | |
| I am the blame that gets placed quick | |
| Detect the crack within your lie Your lie | |
| I' ll be the wrath of your disdain | |
| I' ll be the fear in you engrained | |
| Become the facts that you deny Deny | |
| I can feel this pain is real | |
| I hate deep down inside | |
| And like broken glass you' ll shatter | |
| With bloody fists | |
| I' ll batter | |
| Like a ten ton hammer son | |
| I' ll be the tremblin' in your breath | |
| Trickle of blood upon your flesh | |
| You' d love to watch me take the fall | |
| FallI' ll be the thing that you despise' | |
| Cause I' m the path to your demise | |
| And I' m a tree that' s standing tall | |
| TallI can feel this pain is real | |
| I hate deep down inside | |
| And like broken glass you' ll shatter | |
| With bloody fists | |
| I' ll batter | |
| Like a ten ton hammer son Aaa | |
| I can' t stand or take another day my friend | |
| You could learn a thing or two | |
| I can' t stand or take another day my friend | |
| You could learn a thing or two | |
| I can feel this pain is real | |
| I hate deep down inside | |
| I can feel this pain is real | |
| I hate deep down inside | |
| And like broken glass you' ll shatter | |
| With bloody fists | |
| I' ll batter | |
| Like a ten ton hammer son | |
| Ooow |
| zuò cí : Flynn, Machine Head | |
| I am the thing that makes you sick | |
| I am the blame that gets placed quick | |
| Detect the crack within your lie Your lie | |
| I' ll be the wrath of your disdain | |
| I' ll be the fear in you engrained | |
| Become the facts that you deny Deny | |
| I can feel this pain is real | |
| I hate deep down inside | |
| And like broken glass you' ll shatter | |
| With bloody fists | |
| I' ll batter | |
| Like a ten ton hammer son | |
| I' ll be the tremblin' in your breath | |
| Trickle of blood upon your flesh | |
| You' d love to watch me take the fall | |
| FallI' ll be the thing that you despise' | |
| Cause I' m the path to your demise | |
| And I' m a tree that' s standing tall | |
| TallI can feel this pain is real | |
| I hate deep down inside | |
| And like broken glass you' ll shatter | |
| With bloody fists | |
| I' ll batter | |
| Like a ten ton hammer son Aaa | |
| I can' t stand or take another day my friend | |
| You could learn a thing or two | |
| I can' t stand or take another day my friend | |
| You could learn a thing or two | |
| I can feel this pain is real | |
| I hate deep down inside | |
| I can feel this pain is real | |
| I hate deep down inside | |
| And like broken glass you' ll shatter | |
| With bloody fists | |
| I' ll batter | |
| Like a ten ton hammer son | |
| Ooow |