| Song | Turn Your Back And Run |
| Artist | Demon Hunter |
| Album | Death, A Destination |
| 作曲 : Demon Hunter | |
| I'm growing partial | |
| To detesting a disease in me | |
| It's head swells | |
| Into beautiful dependency | |
| With teeth that feed on flesh | |
| And everything | |
| I swear I am not | |
| A small price to bleed | |
| And give you everything that you want | |
| Dancing with the spirit | |
| Giving heart to pump a dirty vein | |
| Leaving with a scar | |
| A uniform to bruise a perfect stain | |
| Anything you hate will be | |
| The root of everything you breathe | |
| Breathing in the dirt | |
| Will leave you hating all that you conceive | |
| I try to push myself up | |
| I'm breaking from the inside | |
| I'm slipping through the cracks and | |
| I try to push it out of mind | |
| Switch, switch | |
| You've got to turn your back and run | |
| Switch, switch | |
| You've got to turn your back and run | |
| OhhTo push it out is just a patch | |
| To fix a gaping wound | |
| A brass tack to pin a hair | |
| And heal a broken tomb | |
| I never thought | |
| I'd be the one | |
| To bring it down to this | |
| My last thought | |
| Is through a statement and a shattered fist | |
| Face down, fearless, light me up, end this | |
| Face down, fearless, light me up, end this | |
| I try to push myself up | |
| I'm breaking from the inside | |
| I'm slipping through the cracks and | |
| I try to push it out of mind | |
| Switch, switch | |
| You've got to turn your back and run | |
| Switch, switch | |
| You've got to turn your back and run | |
| OhhMicrons from the flame head | |
| Beat my hands to proceed nothing | |
| Staring into souls with blind eyes | |
| Taking the throne in my tiny hand | |
| And chase it with the pain | |
| And chase it with the pain | |
| And chase it with the pain | |
| You won't have life until you run | |
| You got to give it all away | |
| I try to push myself up | |
| I'm breaking from the inside | |
| I'm slipping through the cracks and | |
| I try to push it out of mind | |
| Switch, switch | |
| You've got to turn your back and run | |
| Switch, switch | |
| You've got to turn your back and run |
| zuò qǔ : Demon Hunter | |
| I' m growing partial | |
| To detesting a disease in me | |
| It' s head swells | |
| Into beautiful dependency | |
| With teeth that feed on flesh | |
| And everything | |
| I swear I am not | |
| A small price to bleed | |
| And give you everything that you want | |
| Dancing with the spirit | |
| Giving heart to pump a dirty vein | |
| Leaving with a scar | |
| A uniform to bruise a perfect stain | |
| Anything you hate will be | |
| The root of everything you breathe | |
| Breathing in the dirt | |
| Will leave you hating all that you conceive | |
| I try to push myself up | |
| I' m breaking from the inside | |
| I' m slipping through the cracks and | |
| I try to push it out of mind | |
| Switch, switch | |
| You' ve got to turn your back and run | |
| Switch, switch | |
| You' ve got to turn your back and run | |
| OhhTo push it out is just a patch | |
| To fix a gaping wound | |
| A brass tack to pin a hair | |
| And heal a broken tomb | |
| I never thought | |
| I' d be the one | |
| To bring it down to this | |
| My last thought | |
| Is through a statement and a shattered fist | |
| Face down, fearless, light me up, end this | |
| Face down, fearless, light me up, end this | |
| I try to push myself up | |
| I' m breaking from the inside | |
| I' m slipping through the cracks and | |
| I try to push it out of mind | |
| Switch, switch | |
| You' ve got to turn your back and run | |
| Switch, switch | |
| You' ve got to turn your back and run | |
| OhhMicrons from the flame head | |
| Beat my hands to proceed nothing | |
| Staring into souls with blind eyes | |
| Taking the throne in my tiny hand | |
| And chase it with the pain | |
| And chase it with the pain | |
| And chase it with the pain | |
| You won' t have life until you run | |
| You got to give it all away | |
| I try to push myself up | |
| I' m breaking from the inside | |
| I' m slipping through the cracks and | |
| I try to push it out of mind | |
| Switch, switch | |
| You' ve got to turn your back and run | |
| Switch, switch | |
| You' ve got to turn your back and run |