| Song | Choke On This |
| Artist | Senses Fail |
| Album | Let It Enfold You |
| 作词 : Nielsen, Senses Fail | |
| Half smoked cigarettes and you're the trash | |
| That infests my sheets | |
| Can't make a wife out of a whore | |
| Don't want your skin on me | |
| And you're, you're addicted to the drug of lust | |
| A detoxing the cold sweat of shame | |
| And I love your pain | |
| I gave you these roses now but | |
| I left in the thorns | |
| I'd rather hurt someone than hurt myself | |
| I'll dispose of you, like a lighter out of fuel | |
| I'll lose you somewhere on a dusty shelf | |
| So this love's been worn down | |
| Like songs on the tape | |
| This sex has lost all of its fun | |
| Like gum loses taste | |
| And you're, you're addicted to the drug of lust | |
| A detoxing the cold sweat of shame | |
| And I love your pain | |
| I gave you these roses now but | |
| I left in the thorns | |
| I'd rather hurt someone than hurt myself | |
| I'll dispose of you, like a lighter out of fuel | |
| I'll lose you somewhere on the shelf | |
| I'm here back in your bed babe | |
| Remember what you said to me | |
| You can be my | |
| James Dean, | |
| I'll be your sweet queen | |
| I said that you were my first | |
| But you weren't even close now | |
| Like a frame in a movie | |
| You're just one of many | |
| Can't you grant me one last wish | |
| Play Russian | |
| Roulette as we kiss | |
| I'll be your cheap novelty | |
| Blow your brains out on me | |
| I gave you these roses now but | |
| I left in the thorns | |
| I'd rather hurt someone than hurt myself | |
| I'll dispose of you, like a lighter out of fuel | |
| I'll lose you somewhere on the shelf |
| zuò cí : Nielsen, Senses Fail | |
| Half smoked cigarettes and you' re the trash | |
| That infests my sheets | |
| Can' t make a wife out of a whore | |
| Don' t want your skin on me | |
| And you' re, you' re addicted to the drug of lust | |
| A detoxing the cold sweat of shame | |
| And I love your pain | |
| I gave you these roses now but | |
| I left in the thorns | |
| I' d rather hurt someone than hurt myself | |
| I' ll dispose of you, like a lighter out of fuel | |
| I' ll lose you somewhere on a dusty shelf | |
| So this love' s been worn down | |
| Like songs on the tape | |
| This sex has lost all of its fun | |
| Like gum loses taste | |
| And you' re, you' re addicted to the drug of lust | |
| A detoxing the cold sweat of shame | |
| And I love your pain | |
| I gave you these roses now but | |
| I left in the thorns | |
| I' d rather hurt someone than hurt myself | |
| I' ll dispose of you, like a lighter out of fuel | |
| I' ll lose you somewhere on the shelf | |
| I' m here back in your bed babe | |
| Remember what you said to me | |
| You can be my | |
| James Dean, | |
| I' ll be your sweet queen | |
| I said that you were my first | |
| But you weren' t even close now | |
| Like a frame in a movie | |
| You' re just one of many | |
| Can' t you grant me one last wish | |
| Play Russian | |
| Roulette as we kiss | |
| I' ll be your cheap novelty | |
| Blow your brains out on me | |
| I gave you these roses now but | |
| I left in the thorns | |
| I' d rather hurt someone than hurt myself | |
| I' ll dispose of you, like a lighter out of fuel | |
| I' ll lose you somewhere on the shelf |