| Song | Paralyzed |
| Artist | Angels & Airwaves |
| Album | The Dream Walker |
| 作曲 : Tom DeLonge/Ilan Rubin | |
| Let's go! | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| I wake to a fire in the realm | |
| Little lion safe and sound | |
| It's a wild life, so wild crazy | |
| Cannot tame the crowd | |
| White feast in the hole you're MIA | |
| A little hell, you're gonna pay | |
| You're a whore at home, the telephone | |
| The king that's here to stay | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Sleep, and waking to life for a hell of a ride | |
| Sleep, and waking to life with your hands at your side | |
| Paralyzed | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| Out cold in the gentle rain, a star | |
| Little lion set your fire | |
| Push away and go, the stereo | |
| A tear ruled death depart | |
| Nineteen with a wicked MRE | |
| What a waste, a memory | |
| Gotta study hard, and play the part | |
| Now a victim to the scene | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Sleep, and waking to life for a hell of a ride | |
| Sleep, and waking to life with your hands at your side | |
| [Bridge] | |
| It's more the same, a silly old shame | |
| A dimly lit road, it will wither and go | |
| I climb the light post, illuminate the road | |
| For miles away, so safely on your way | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Sleep, and waking to life for a hell of a ride | |
| Sleep, and waking to life with your hands at your side | |
| Paralyzed |
| zuò qǔ : Tom DeLonge Ilan Rubin | |
| Let' s go! | |
| Verse 1 | |
| I wake to a fire in the realm | |
| Little lion safe and sound | |
| It' s a wild life, so wild crazy | |
| Cannot tame the crowd | |
| White feast in the hole you' re MIA | |
| A little hell, you' re gonna pay | |
| You' re a whore at home, the telephone | |
| The king that' s here to stay | |
| Chorus | |
| Sleep, and waking to life for a hell of a ride | |
| Sleep, and waking to life with your hands at your side | |
| Paralyzed | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Out cold in the gentle rain, a star | |
| Little lion set your fire | |
| Push away and go, the stereo | |
| A tear ruled death depart | |
| Nineteen with a wicked MRE | |
| What a waste, a memory | |
| Gotta study hard, and play the part | |
| Now a victim to the scene | |
| Chorus | |
| Sleep, and waking to life for a hell of a ride | |
| Sleep, and waking to life with your hands at your side | |
| Bridge | |
| It' s more the same, a silly old shame | |
| A dimly lit road, it will wither and go | |
| I climb the light post, illuminate the road | |
| For miles away, so safely on your way | |
| Chorus | |
| Sleep, and waking to life for a hell of a ride | |
| Sleep, and waking to life with your hands at your side | |
| Paralyzed |