| Song | Refuse to Sink |
| Artist | Bent By Sorrow |
| Album | Dementia |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Dimitrios Arapoglou | |
| 作曲 : Dimitropoulos Giannakis | |
| Sometimes i win sometimes i loose. | |
| Only myself can prove me wrong. | |
| Close to the edge, run out of fuel. | |
| But still the journey must go on. | |
| I hate of what you think, like useless death note... | |
| As i refuse to sink, all secrets reborn | |
| I hate of what you think, like useless death note | |
| My dream has grown wings, can’t be what i want | |
| My bridge is out of reach, stray dogs still roam. | |
| I drew a map, had me inspired. | |
| Pale memory. Have no remorse. | |
| Can't compromise when hope retires. | |
| Leave the past behind, and close the door. | |
| I will transform my silence to a rifle, | |
| My words to ****ers, my heart to a stone. | |
| I will exile my qualms, I’ll write my own bible. | |
| Don't give a **** what's right or wrong! |
| zuo ci : Dimitrios Arapoglou | |
| zuo qu : Dimitropoulos Giannakis | |
| Sometimes i win sometimes i loose. | |
| Only myself can prove me wrong. | |
| Close to the edge, run out of fuel. | |
| But still the journey must go on. | |
| I hate of what you think, like useless death note. . . | |
| As i refuse to sink, all secrets reborn | |
| I hate of what you think, like useless death note | |
| My dream has grown wings, can' t be what i want | |
| My bridge is out of reach, stray dogs still roam. | |
| I drew a map, had me inspired. | |
| Pale memory. Have no remorse. | |
| Can' t compromise when hope retires. | |
| Leave the past behind, and close the door. | |
| I will transform my silence to a rifle, | |
| My words to ers, my heart to a stone. | |
| I will exile my qualms, I' ll write my own bible. | |
| Don' t give a what' s right or wrong! |
| zuò cí : Dimitrios Arapoglou | |
| zuò qǔ : Dimitropoulos Giannakis | |
| Sometimes i win sometimes i loose. | |
| Only myself can prove me wrong. | |
| Close to the edge, run out of fuel. | |
| But still the journey must go on. | |
| I hate of what you think, like useless death note. . . | |
| As i refuse to sink, all secrets reborn | |
| I hate of what you think, like useless death note | |
| My dream has grown wings, can' t be what i want | |
| My bridge is out of reach, stray dogs still roam. | |
| I drew a map, had me inspired. | |
| Pale memory. Have no remorse. | |
| Can' t compromise when hope retires. | |
| Leave the past behind, and close the door. | |
| I will transform my silence to a rifle, | |
| My words to ers, my heart to a stone. | |
| I will exile my qualms, I' ll write my own bible. | |
| Don' t give a what' s right or wrong! |