| 作曲 : Thorburn | |
| In the back of my mind | |
| I want to do bad things | |
| I want to be unkind | |
| When I'm in my room | |
| I love the shadows | |
| Of my bad bones | |
| I have thoughts I won't share | |
| because I don't think | |
| I could bear to face you | |
| With the lights on | |
| I feel evil creeping in | |
| Creeping in | |
| I feel evil creeping in | |
| Creeping in | |
| My blood is dirty | |
| And I like it | |
| I like it that way | |
| I could see the whole city | |
| When I pushed you | |
| Out of my fucking way | |
| I left the sun on your skin | |
| So when I wore it | |
| It would fit me | |
| When I'm in my room | |
| And the ceiling's feeling thin | |
| I feel evil creeping in | |
| I feel evil creeping in | |
| Creeping in | |
| I feel evil creeping in | |
| Creeping in | |
| A beacon landed on the shoulders | |
| With a beak to regurgitate good words | |
| I told her | |
| Bird is the word | |
| Little nettle stinging | |
| Numbing poison seeping in | |
| Humming, 'Lost the feeling of the vessel sinking' | |
| Like, sleeping in | |
| The s.o.s. was lost on me | |
| My crew were swimming | |
| In a turgid sea | |
| It was me | |
| It was me who committed the felony | |
| Take my hands | |
| I love the blame | |
| I'll take suffering | |
| I feel evil creeping in | |
| Creeping in | |
| I feel evil creeping in | |
| Creeping in | |
| When I behave | |
| Nobody cares | |
| When I behave badly | |
| Nobody dare | |
| Cross me | |
| Cross me | |
| Cross me | |
| Cross me | |
| Cross me | |
| Cross me | |
| Cross me | |
| Cross me | |
| I feel evil creeping in | |
| Creeping in | |
| I feel evil creeping in | |
| Creeping in |
| zuo qu : Thorburn | |
| In the back of my mind | |
| I want to do bad things | |
| I want to be unkind | |
| When I' m in my room | |
| I love the shadows | |
| Of my bad bones | |
| I have thoughts I won' t share | |
| because I don' t think | |
| I could bear to face you | |
| With the lights on | |
| I feel evil creeping in | |
| Creeping in | |
| I feel evil creeping in | |
| Creeping in | |
| My blood is dirty | |
| And I like it | |
| I like it that way | |
| I could see the whole city | |
| When I pushed you | |
| Out of my fucking way | |
| I left the sun on your skin | |
| So when I wore it | |
| It would fit me | |
| When I' m in my room | |
| And the ceiling' s feeling thin | |
| I feel evil creeping in | |
| I feel evil creeping in | |
| Creeping in | |
| I feel evil creeping in | |
| Creeping in | |
| A beacon landed on the shoulders | |
| With a beak to regurgitate good words | |
| I told her | |
| Bird is the word | |
| Little nettle stinging | |
| Numbing poison seeping in | |
| Humming, ' Lost the feeling of the vessel sinking' | |
| Like, sleeping in | |
| The s. o. s. was lost on me | |
| My crew were swimming | |
| In a turgid sea | |
| It was me | |
| It was me who committed the felony | |
| Take my hands | |
| I love the blame | |
| I' ll take suffering | |
| I feel evil creeping in | |
| Creeping in | |
| I feel evil creeping in | |
| Creeping in | |
| When I behave | |
| Nobody cares | |
| When I behave badly | |
| Nobody dare | |
| Cross me | |
| Cross me | |
| Cross me | |
| Cross me | |
| Cross me | |
| Cross me | |
| Cross me | |
| Cross me | |
| I feel evil creeping in | |
| Creeping in | |
| I feel evil creeping in | |
| Creeping in |
| zuò qǔ : Thorburn | |
| In the back of my mind | |
| I want to do bad things | |
| I want to be unkind | |
| When I' m in my room | |
| I love the shadows | |
| Of my bad bones | |
| I have thoughts I won' t share | |
| because I don' t think | |
| I could bear to face you | |
| With the lights on | |
| I feel evil creeping in | |
| Creeping in | |
| I feel evil creeping in | |
| Creeping in | |
| My blood is dirty | |
| And I like it | |
| I like it that way | |
| I could see the whole city | |
| When I pushed you | |
| Out of my fucking way | |
| I left the sun on your skin | |
| So when I wore it | |
| It would fit me | |
| When I' m in my room | |
| And the ceiling' s feeling thin | |
| I feel evil creeping in | |
| I feel evil creeping in | |
| Creeping in | |
| I feel evil creeping in | |
| Creeping in | |
| A beacon landed on the shoulders | |
| With a beak to regurgitate good words | |
| I told her | |
| Bird is the word | |
| Little nettle stinging | |
| Numbing poison seeping in | |
| Humming, ' Lost the feeling of the vessel sinking' | |
| Like, sleeping in | |
| The s. o. s. was lost on me | |
| My crew were swimming | |
| In a turgid sea | |
| It was me | |
| It was me who committed the felony | |
| Take my hands | |
| I love the blame | |
| I' ll take suffering | |
| I feel evil creeping in | |
| Creeping in | |
| I feel evil creeping in | |
| Creeping in | |
| When I behave | |
| Nobody cares | |
| When I behave badly | |
| Nobody dare | |
| Cross me | |
| Cross me | |
| Cross me | |
| Cross me | |
| Cross me | |
| Cross me | |
| Cross me | |
| Cross me | |
| I feel evil creeping in | |
| Creeping in | |
| I feel evil creeping in | |
| Creeping in |
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