| Song | The Bad Apples |
| Artist | Jet Lag Gemini |
| Album | Fire The Cannons |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Jet Lag Gemini | |
| You've got nothing to live for you're a plague | |
| A filthy fucking drain on the world | |
| And everything it holds. | |
| So I stopped talking to myself it's getting old | |
| I'm getting old like this song. | |
| So fall in line or fall apart and die. | |
| Just go give up hope, | |
| Sink your boat along with you. | |
| So what are you gonna do? | |
| Oh is it me or is your status sold at the mall | |
| Or in your favorite store | |
| Where adolescent hypocrites would go to get clothed | |
| And then get laid, as they creep their way | |
| Into some girl that would feel vain if she said: | |
| Go give up hope and sink your boat along with you. | |
| So what are you gonna do when you lose control? | |
| You'll get it. | |
| When you lose it all. | |
| You'll get it, get it. |
| zuo qu : Jet Lag Gemini | |
| You' ve got nothing to live for you' re a plague | |
| A filthy fucking drain on the world | |
| And everything it holds. | |
| So I stopped talking to myself it' s getting old | |
| I' m getting old like this song. | |
| So fall in line or fall apart and die. | |
| Just go give up hope, | |
| Sink your boat along with you. | |
| So what are you gonna do? | |
| Oh is it me or is your status sold at the mall | |
| Or in your favorite store | |
| Where adolescent hypocrites would go to get clothed | |
| And then get laid, as they creep their way | |
| Into some girl that would feel vain if she said: | |
| Go give up hope and sink your boat along with you. | |
| So what are you gonna do when you lose control? | |
| You' ll get it. | |
| When you lose it all. | |
| You' ll get it, get it. |
| zuò qǔ : Jet Lag Gemini | |
| You' ve got nothing to live for you' re a plague | |
| A filthy fucking drain on the world | |
| And everything it holds. | |
| So I stopped talking to myself it' s getting old | |
| I' m getting old like this song. | |
| So fall in line or fall apart and die. | |
| Just go give up hope, | |
| Sink your boat along with you. | |
| So what are you gonna do? | |
| Oh is it me or is your status sold at the mall | |
| Or in your favorite store | |
| Where adolescent hypocrites would go to get clothed | |
| And then get laid, as they creep their way | |
| Into some girl that would feel vain if she said: | |
| Go give up hope and sink your boat along with you. | |
| So what are you gonna do when you lose control? | |
| You' ll get it. | |
| When you lose it all. | |
| You' ll get it, get it. |