| Song | Tiny Meat (Original Version) - original version |
| Artist | Ruby |
| Album | Salt peter |
| 作词 : Rankine, Walk | |
| Fit to burst | |
| I'm in love, | |
| No, no , no you silly girl | |
| Fist, a brick in my hand, | |
| A hole, hole, hole, you silly man | |
| I didn't mean to make this mess | |
| This paper muscle in my chest | |
| And stolen thrist won't be my end, | |
| But then I was here first | |
| Hand - hole - heart - girl - bleeding | |
| I didn't mean that last word, | |
| No, no , no you silly man | |
| I can't help myself | |
| I try,try, try and then | |
| I Crack it split to see inside, | |
| I run because | |
| I can't abide | |
| This tiny meat in my hand and the pound, pound, pound, of your bleeding heart | |
| Hand - hole - heart - girl - bleeding heart | |
| Hand - hole - heart - girl - bleeding | |
| I crack it split to see inside | |
| I run because | |
| I can't abide | |
| This tiny meat in my hand | |
| And the pound, pound, pound, of your bleeding heart | |
| Hand - hole - heart - girl - bleeding | |
| Hand - hole - heart - girl | |
| Couln't find the right word to say, say, say, you silly girl | |
| I drink a hole in my head it makes me think | |
| I have it all | |
| I didn't mean to make this mess | |
| This paper muscle in my chest | |
| This pound of flesh will be my end but then it was mine first | |
| Couldn't find the right words | |
| Couldn't find the right words |
| zuò cí : Rankine, Walk | |
| Fit to burst | |
| I' m in love, | |
| No, no , no you silly girl | |
| Fist, a brick in my hand, | |
| A hole, hole, hole, you silly man | |
| I didn' t mean to make this mess | |
| This paper muscle in my chest | |
| And stolen thrist won' t be my end, | |
| But then I was here first | |
| Hand hole heart girl bleeding | |
| I didn' t mean that last word, | |
| No, no , no you silly man | |
| I can' t help myself | |
| I try, try, try and then | |
| I Crack it split to see inside, | |
| I run because | |
| I can' t abide | |
| This tiny meat in my hand and the pound, pound, pound, of your bleeding heart | |
| Hand hole heart girl bleeding heart | |
| Hand hole heart girl bleeding | |
| I crack it split to see inside | |
| I run because | |
| I can' t abide | |
| This tiny meat in my hand | |
| And the pound, pound, pound, of your bleeding heart | |
| Hand hole heart girl bleeding | |
| Hand hole heart girl | |
| Couln' t find the right word to say, say, say, you silly girl | |
| I drink a hole in my head it makes me think | |
| I have it all | |
| I didn' t mean to make this mess | |
| This paper muscle in my chest | |
| This pound of flesh will be my end but then it was mine first | |
| Couldn' t find the right words | |
| Couldn' t find the right words |