| Song | Petrol & Chlorine |
| Artist | Silverchair |
| Album | Freak Show |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Johns | |
| Sinking through dark black holes | |
| It's never going to end | |
| Open gash in my ribcage | |
| It's never going to mend | |
| Take another picture off the wall | |
| Sinking deeper everytime | |
| I fall Each day ends quicker | |
| And my mind gets slower too | |
| As my life just fades away | |
| I wouldn't have a clue | |
| Take another drawer out from the shelf | |
| I'm too weak to do it by myself | |
| Though you had the world at your feet | |
| You could see it | |
| I was blind | |
| Had the perfect job called life | |
| You didn't like it you resigned | |
| Brain's a square of grass | |
| Growing on petrol and chlorine | |
| On petrol and chlorine | |
| You know just what | |
| I mean |
| zuo ci : Johns | |
| Sinking through dark black holes | |
| It' s never going to end | |
| Open gash in my ribcage | |
| It' s never going to mend | |
| Take another picture off the wall | |
| Sinking deeper everytime | |
| I fall Each day ends quicker | |
| And my mind gets slower too | |
| As my life just fades away | |
| I wouldn' t have a clue | |
| Take another drawer out from the shelf | |
| I' m too weak to do it by myself | |
| Though you had the world at your feet | |
| You could see it | |
| I was blind | |
| Had the perfect job called life | |
| You didn' t like it you resigned | |
| Brain' s a square of grass | |
| Growing on petrol and chlorine | |
| On petrol and chlorine | |
| You know just what | |
| I mean |
| zuò cí : Johns | |
| Sinking through dark black holes | |
| It' s never going to end | |
| Open gash in my ribcage | |
| It' s never going to mend | |
| Take another picture off the wall | |
| Sinking deeper everytime | |
| I fall Each day ends quicker | |
| And my mind gets slower too | |
| As my life just fades away | |
| I wouldn' t have a clue | |
| Take another drawer out from the shelf | |
| I' m too weak to do it by myself | |
| Though you had the world at your feet | |
| You could see it | |
| I was blind | |
| Had the perfect job called life | |
| You didn' t like it you resigned | |
| Brain' s a square of grass | |
| Growing on petrol and chlorine | |
| On petrol and chlorine | |
| You know just what | |
| I mean |