| Song | Yoona 939 |
| Artist | Justin Sky |
| Album | Experiment 451 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Justin Bullard | |
| 作曲 : Justin Bullard | |
| Auto stimulation keeps wakin her up | |
| Leash around her neck reflectin a blue light | |
| Layin body to body, they cigarettes in a box | |
| And the flicker gettin closer with every sunrise | |
| Revived every dawn, monotony like a narcotic | |
| Opiate of hope she gets from opening her throat again | |
| To speak the words, to end the truce | |
| I will not be subjected to criminal abuse | |
| Nineteen hours. Servin til the curves on the bottom of her feet | |
| Are a hexagonal pain in the dura mater | |
| Brain goin tnt, sanity is comin out her | |
| The first catacysm told her honor the despicable | |
| Ate herself alive everyday from the misery | |
| September 18th, quick fist to his cheek | |
| Blood pouring down her neck she finally found peace | |
| Never be abused again as long as I see light | |
| long as I see light, long as I see light | |
| ...Cause i’m livin like i’m Yoona 939 | |
| 939, 939 | |
| I give my life for this, homie I see signs | |
| I see signs, I see signs | |
| ...Cause i’m livin like i’m Yoona 939 | |
| 939, 939 | |
| Fascinated with the outside world | |
| She was readin, seeing omens in the things deemed heathen | |
| And believin that some day she’d escape to a new and better fate | |
| Where the choices were your own and the vile weren’t praised | |
| ……. | |
| And the hours weren’t days and a child-like gaze | |
| Or an owl-like gaze | |
| To heavens meant something | |
| Like How you were raised | |
| Outside of bein slaved | |
| For cannibal’s pay | |
| But the day gon come, and she came on the day | |
| That he tried to take humanity | |
| The look on her face | |
| Blank stare into space… | |
| (blank stare into space) | |
| She saw son mi | |
| Man I fell to my knees | |
| Cause I knew she wasn’t weak | |
| I looked at this woman and I swear I saw me | |
| thinkin if I wouldn’t die to get free | |
| What would Life really be? | |
| Never be abused again as long as I see light | |
| long as I see light, long as I see light | |
| ...Cause i’m livin like i’m Yoona 939 | |
| 939, 939 | |
| I give my life for this, homie I see signs | |
| I see signs, I see signs | |
| ...Cause i’m livin like i’m Yoona 939 | |
| 939, 939 | |
| I’l never ever | |
| Ever be a... again | |
| I will never, ever let them | |
| Never again | |
| I will never, ever, ever ever again | |
| Not me | |
| Cause I’m livin, livin like 939 | |
| I’l never ever | |
| Ever be a... again | |
| I will never, ever let them | |
| Never again | |
| I will never, ever let them again | |
| Not me | |
| Cause I’m livin, livin like 939 | |
| Never be abused again as long as I see light | |
| long as I see light, long as I see light | |
| ...Cause i’m livin like i’m Yoona 939 | |
| 939, 939 | |
| I give my life for this, homie I see signs | |
| I see signs, I see signs | |
| ...Cause i’m livin like i’m Yoona 939 | |
| 939, 939 |
| zuo ci : Justin Bullard | |
| zuo qu : Justin Bullard | |
| Auto stimulation keeps wakin her up | |
| Leash around her neck reflectin a blue light | |
| Layin body to body, they cigarettes in a box | |
| And the flicker gettin closer with every sunrise | |
| Revived every dawn, monotony like a narcotic | |
| Opiate of hope she gets from opening her throat again | |
| To speak the words, to end the truce | |
| I will not be subjected to criminal abuse | |
| Nineteen hours. Servin til the curves on the bottom of her feet | |
| Are a hexagonal pain in the dura mater | |
| Brain goin tnt, sanity is comin out her | |
| The first catacysm told her honor the despicable | |
| Ate herself alive everyday from the misery | |
| September 18th, quick fist to his cheek | |
| Blood pouring down her neck she finally found peace | |
| Never be abused again as long as I see light | |
| long as I see light, long as I see light | |
| ... Cause i' m livin like i' m Yoona 939 | |
| 939, 939 | |
| I give my life for this, homie I see signs | |
| I see signs, I see signs | |
| ... Cause i' m livin like i' m Yoona 939 | |
| 939, 939 | |
| Fascinated with the outside world | |
| She was readin, seeing omens in the things deemed heathen | |
| And believin that some day she' d escape to a new and better fate | |
| Where the choices were your own and the vile weren' t praised | |
| . | |
| And the hours weren' t days and a childlike gaze | |
| Or an owllike gaze | |
| To heavens meant something | |
| Like How you were raised | |
| Outside of bein slaved | |
| For cannibal' s pay | |
| But the day gon come, and she came on the day | |
| That he tried to take humanity | |
| The look on her face | |
| Blank stare into space | |
| blank stare into space | |
| She saw son mi | |
| Man I fell to my knees | |
| Cause I knew she wasn' t weak | |
| I looked at this woman and I swear I saw me | |
| thinkin if I wouldn' t die to get free | |
| What would Life really be? | |
| Never be abused again as long as I see light | |
| long as I see light, long as I see light | |
| ... Cause i' m livin like i' m Yoona 939 | |
| 939, 939 | |
| I give my life for this, homie I see signs | |
| I see signs, I see signs | |
| ... Cause i' m livin like i' m Yoona 939 | |
| 939, 939 | |
| I' l never ever | |
| Ever be a... again | |
| I will never, ever let them | |
| Never again | |
| I will never, ever, ever ever again | |
| Not me | |
| Cause I' m livin, livin like 939 | |
| I' l never ever | |
| Ever be a... again | |
| I will never, ever let them | |
| Never again | |
| I will never, ever let them again | |
| Not me | |
| Cause I' m livin, livin like 939 | |
| Never be abused again as long as I see light | |
| long as I see light, long as I see light | |
| ... Cause i' m livin like i' m Yoona 939 | |
| 939, 939 | |
| I give my life for this, homie I see signs | |
| I see signs, I see signs | |
| ... Cause i' m livin like i' m Yoona 939 | |
| 939, 939 |
| zuò cí : Justin Bullard | |
| zuò qǔ : Justin Bullard | |
| Auto stimulation keeps wakin her up | |
| Leash around her neck reflectin a blue light | |
| Layin body to body, they cigarettes in a box | |
| And the flicker gettin closer with every sunrise | |
| Revived every dawn, monotony like a narcotic | |
| Opiate of hope she gets from opening her throat again | |
| To speak the words, to end the truce | |
| I will not be subjected to criminal abuse | |
| Nineteen hours. Servin til the curves on the bottom of her feet | |
| Are a hexagonal pain in the dura mater | |
| Brain goin tnt, sanity is comin out her | |
| The first catacysm told her honor the despicable | |
| Ate herself alive everyday from the misery | |
| September 18th, quick fist to his cheek | |
| Blood pouring down her neck she finally found peace | |
| Never be abused again as long as I see light | |
| long as I see light, long as I see light | |
| ... Cause i' m livin like i' m Yoona 939 | |
| 939, 939 | |
| I give my life for this, homie I see signs | |
| I see signs, I see signs | |
| ... Cause i' m livin like i' m Yoona 939 | |
| 939, 939 | |
| Fascinated with the outside world | |
| She was readin, seeing omens in the things deemed heathen | |
| And believin that some day she' d escape to a new and better fate | |
| Where the choices were your own and the vile weren' t praised | |
| . | |
| And the hours weren' t days and a childlike gaze | |
| Or an owllike gaze | |
| To heavens meant something | |
| Like How you were raised | |
| Outside of bein slaved | |
| For cannibal' s pay | |
| But the day gon come, and she came on the day | |
| That he tried to take humanity | |
| The look on her face | |
| Blank stare into space | |
| blank stare into space | |
| She saw son mi | |
| Man I fell to my knees | |
| Cause I knew she wasn' t weak | |
| I looked at this woman and I swear I saw me | |
| thinkin if I wouldn' t die to get free | |
| What would Life really be? | |
| Never be abused again as long as I see light | |
| long as I see light, long as I see light | |
| ... Cause i' m livin like i' m Yoona 939 | |
| 939, 939 | |
| I give my life for this, homie I see signs | |
| I see signs, I see signs | |
| ... Cause i' m livin like i' m Yoona 939 | |
| 939, 939 | |
| I' l never ever | |
| Ever be a... again | |
| I will never, ever let them | |
| Never again | |
| I will never, ever, ever ever again | |
| Not me | |
| Cause I' m livin, livin like 939 | |
| I' l never ever | |
| Ever be a... again | |
| I will never, ever let them | |
| Never again | |
| I will never, ever let them again | |
| Not me | |
| Cause I' m livin, livin like 939 | |
| Never be abused again as long as I see light | |
| long as I see light, long as I see light | |
| ... Cause i' m livin like i' m Yoona 939 | |
| 939, 939 | |
| I give my life for this, homie I see signs | |
| I see signs, I see signs | |
| ... Cause i' m livin like i' m Yoona 939 | |
| 939, 939 |