| Song | Measure Me - Clean Version |
| Artist | Spike 1000 |
| Album | Waste Of Skin |
| 作曲 : Spike 1000 | |
| Don't ask if I believe you | |
| Cuz no one else deals in your pain | |
| No sense of smell as you step in my way | |
| I can't make everything okay | |
| Why did you choose me this time? | |
| If I can't make this your crime | |
| If I won't make you feel this way | |
| Make you feel, make you feel it now | |
| And I won't be left behind | |
| There's no soul left in your mind | |
| You made up your mind just to measure me | |
| I won't be on your side if you measure me | |
| Tearing holes in my pride as you measure me | |
| Running bitch as I cry | |
| Measure me | |
| Don't push to try and beat me | |
| You ditch the pressure anyway | |
| Just feel your back as you're crawling away | |
| I will face your every last hate | |
| Why did you choose me this time? | |
| If I won't make this your crime | |
| If I won't make you feel this way | |
| Make you feel, make you feel it now | |
| And I won't be left behind | |
| There's no soul left in your mind | |
| You made up your mind just to measure me | |
| Running bitch as I cry | |
| To measure me | |
| What went down in my veins was style | |
| And I break from your grasp to run alone | |
| Back to my pride and away from your side | |
| Don't look back for me this time | |
| And I won't be left behind | |
| Tearing holes in my pride | |
| You're tearing holes in my pride | |
| You made up your mind just to measure me | |
| I won't be on your side if you measure me | |
| Tearing holes in my pride as you measure me | |
| Running bitch as I cry | |
| Don't measure me, and I'm fine | |
| Don't measure me, this time | |
| Don't measure me, and I'll be fine | |
| Don't measure me, I am fine | |
| But don't you measure me, don't... |
| zuò qǔ : Spike 1000 | |
| Don' t ask if I believe you | |
| Cuz no one else deals in your pain | |
| No sense of smell as you step in my way | |
| I can' t make everything okay | |
| Why did you choose me this time? | |
| If I can' t make this your crime | |
| If I won' t make you feel this way | |
| Make you feel, make you feel it now | |
| And I won' t be left behind | |
| There' s no soul left in your mind | |
| You made up your mind just to measure me | |
| I won' t be on your side if you measure me | |
| Tearing holes in my pride as you measure me | |
| Running bitch as I cry | |
| Measure me | |
| Don' t push to try and beat me | |
| You ditch the pressure anyway | |
| Just feel your back as you' re crawling away | |
| I will face your every last hate | |
| Why did you choose me this time? | |
| If I won' t make this your crime | |
| If I won' t make you feel this way | |
| Make you feel, make you feel it now | |
| And I won' t be left behind | |
| There' s no soul left in your mind | |
| You made up your mind just to measure me | |
| Running bitch as I cry | |
| To measure me | |
| What went down in my veins was style | |
| And I break from your grasp to run alone | |
| Back to my pride and away from your side | |
| Don' t look back for me this time | |
| And I won' t be left behind | |
| Tearing holes in my pride | |
| You' re tearing holes in my pride | |
| You made up your mind just to measure me | |
| I won' t be on your side if you measure me | |
| Tearing holes in my pride as you measure me | |
| Running bitch as I cry | |
| Don' t measure me, and I' m fine | |
| Don' t measure me, this time | |
| Don' t measure me, and I' ll be fine | |
| Don' t measure me, I am fine | |
| But don' t you measure me, don' t... |