| Song | Cheat Me |
| Artist | Dogwood |
| Album | Building A Better Me |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Russell, Sean | |
| I am now what you seem. | |
| I don't answer to you. | |
| Please understand what | |
| I mean. While it gives me a thrill, | |
| It's all I can do, | |
| You realize that's its all for you. | |
| This is the part, | |
| Where you're supposed to be proud. | |
| I'd listened to reason, | |
| But he's yelling too loud. | |
| It's not important. | |
| Alive for a year. | |
| Love and acceptance. | |
| No one wants to hear me, | |
| Want to talk about it, | |
| Or want to be around it... | |
| Or want to be the one to give you my life. | |
| It's not yours to take. | |
| You were my hero, | |
| But your motives are fake. | |
| Ten thousand people, | |
| Divided by one. | |
| And even still | |
| I have just begun, | |
| A struggle to grasp, | |
| All the knowledge at hand. | |
| I'd listen to wisdom, | |
| But he quit the band. | |
| Now what is left? | |
| Only a few. | |
| Look in the mirror, | |
| And see that it's you. | |
| Who wants to talk about it? | |
| Who wants to be around it? | |
| Who wants to be the one to say? | |
| Just walk away. | |
| Not left for me to say. | |
| I've overstayed my welcome here. | |
| In a perfect world this song wouldn't be. | |
| A man is lost. | |
| That man is me. | |
| I'm dragging my feet. | |
| I'm falling behind. | |
| You follow my pain and my mind. | |
| A to thought, | |
| My guest for today. | |
| I open my arms, | |
| To see you running away. | |
| It's not over yet. | |
| I'm afraid it gets worse. | |
| We all have to give in | |
| And I'll be the first, | |
| To want to talk about it, | |
| To want to be around it, | |
| To want to be the one to say... | |
| Just walk away. |
| zuo ci : Russell, Sean | |
| I am now what you seem. | |
| I don' t answer to you. | |
| Please understand what | |
| I mean. While it gives me a thrill, | |
| It' s all I can do, | |
| You realize that' s its all for you. | |
| This is the part, | |
| Where you' re supposed to be proud. | |
| I' d listened to reason, | |
| But he' s yelling too loud. | |
| It' s not important. | |
| Alive for a year. | |
| Love and acceptance. | |
| No one wants to hear me, | |
| Want to talk about it, | |
| Or want to be around it... | |
| Or want to be the one to give you my life. | |
| It' s not yours to take. | |
| You were my hero, | |
| But your motives are fake. | |
| Ten thousand people, | |
| Divided by one. | |
| And even still | |
| I have just begun, | |
| A struggle to grasp, | |
| All the knowledge at hand. | |
| I' d listen to wisdom, | |
| But he quit the band. | |
| Now what is left? | |
| Only a few. | |
| Look in the mirror, | |
| And see that it' s you. | |
| Who wants to talk about it? | |
| Who wants to be around it? | |
| Who wants to be the one to say? | |
| Just walk away. | |
| Not left for me to say. | |
| I' ve overstayed my welcome here. | |
| In a perfect world this song wouldn' t be. | |
| A man is lost. | |
| That man is me. | |
| I' m dragging my feet. | |
| I' m falling behind. | |
| You follow my pain and my mind. | |
| A to thought, | |
| My guest for today. | |
| I open my arms, | |
| To see you running away. | |
| It' s not over yet. | |
| I' m afraid it gets worse. | |
| We all have to give in | |
| And I' ll be the first, | |
| To want to talk about it, | |
| To want to be around it, | |
| To want to be the one to say... | |
| Just walk away. |
| zuò cí : Russell, Sean | |
| I am now what you seem. | |
| I don' t answer to you. | |
| Please understand what | |
| I mean. While it gives me a thrill, | |
| It' s all I can do, | |
| You realize that' s its all for you. | |
| This is the part, | |
| Where you' re supposed to be proud. | |
| I' d listened to reason, | |
| But he' s yelling too loud. | |
| It' s not important. | |
| Alive for a year. | |
| Love and acceptance. | |
| No one wants to hear me, | |
| Want to talk about it, | |
| Or want to be around it... | |
| Or want to be the one to give you my life. | |
| It' s not yours to take. | |
| You were my hero, | |
| But your motives are fake. | |
| Ten thousand people, | |
| Divided by one. | |
| And even still | |
| I have just begun, | |
| A struggle to grasp, | |
| All the knowledge at hand. | |
| I' d listen to wisdom, | |
| But he quit the band. | |
| Now what is left? | |
| Only a few. | |
| Look in the mirror, | |
| And see that it' s you. | |
| Who wants to talk about it? | |
| Who wants to be around it? | |
| Who wants to be the one to say? | |
| Just walk away. | |
| Not left for me to say. | |
| I' ve overstayed my welcome here. | |
| In a perfect world this song wouldn' t be. | |
| A man is lost. | |
| That man is me. | |
| I' m dragging my feet. | |
| I' m falling behind. | |
| You follow my pain and my mind. | |
| A to thought, | |
| My guest for today. | |
| I open my arms, | |
| To see you running away. | |
| It' s not over yet. | |
| I' m afraid it gets worse. | |
| We all have to give in | |
| And I' ll be the first, | |
| To want to talk about it, | |
| To want to be around it, | |
| To want to be the one to say... | |
| Just walk away. |