Song | Hate Song |
Artist | The Haunted |
Album | Haunted |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Dolving, Jensen | |
Two and twenty for the hole in you. | |
A meat cleaver comb to run you through. | |
Lethal gas will make you cough. | |
A car crash scene to finish it off. | |
Pain! | |
True definition | |
Truth is pain | |
Truly addicted. | |
So don't you worry about your earthly rest, | |
I'll dig the fucking hole myself. | |
Pain! | |
Truly addicted | |
Life is pain | |
I am addicted | |
to this pain | |
Hate song!...(I live to bury you)... | |
Stabbing and shooting and ripping the life out of you. | |
I get off and I wish that you could too! | |
Open chest tickle will quiver your bones. | |
Just lay back and chill. 'cos I run this show. | |
Pain! | |
Truly addicted | |
Life is pain | |
Life is infected | |
by this pain...... | |
Hate song!...(I live to bury you)... | |
There's no need to explain, | |
you know who you are. | |
I deliver the pain, | |
I'm the baddest by far... | |
Die onehundredthousand times, | |
One million ways to...Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! | |
Hate song! | |
Lifelong! | |
Hate song! |
zuo ci : Dolving, Jensen | |
Two and twenty for the hole in you. | |
A meat cleaver comb to run you through. | |
Lethal gas will make you cough. | |
A car crash scene to finish it off. | |
Pain! | |
True definition | |
Truth is pain | |
Truly addicted. | |
So don' t you worry about your earthly rest, | |
I' ll dig the fucking hole myself. | |
Pain! | |
Truly addicted | |
Life is pain | |
I am addicted | |
to this pain | |
Hate song!... I live to bury you... | |
Stabbing and shooting and ripping the life out of you. | |
I get off and I wish that you could too! | |
Open chest tickle will quiver your bones. | |
Just lay back and chill. ' cos I run this show. | |
Pain! | |
Truly addicted | |
Life is pain | |
Life is infected | |
by this pain...... | |
Hate song!... I live to bury you... | |
There' s no need to explain, | |
you know who you are. | |
I deliver the pain, | |
I' m the baddest by far... | |
Die onehundredthousand times, | |
One million ways to... Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! | |
Hate song! | |
Lifelong! | |
Hate song! |
zuò cí : Dolving, Jensen | |
Two and twenty for the hole in you. | |
A meat cleaver comb to run you through. | |
Lethal gas will make you cough. | |
A car crash scene to finish it off. | |
Pain! | |
True definition | |
Truth is pain | |
Truly addicted. | |
So don' t you worry about your earthly rest, | |
I' ll dig the fucking hole myself. | |
Pain! | |
Truly addicted | |
Life is pain | |
I am addicted | |
to this pain | |
Hate song!... I live to bury you... | |
Stabbing and shooting and ripping the life out of you. | |
I get off and I wish that you could too! | |
Open chest tickle will quiver your bones. | |
Just lay back and chill. ' cos I run this show. | |
Pain! | |
Truly addicted | |
Life is pain | |
Life is infected | |
by this pain...... | |
Hate song!... I live to bury you... | |
There' s no need to explain, | |
you know who you are. | |
I deliver the pain, | |
I' m the baddest by far... | |
Die onehundredthousand times, | |
One million ways to... Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! | |
Hate song! | |
Lifelong! | |
Hate song! |