| Song | Arctic Snow |
| Artist | Burning Brides |
| Album | Fall of the Plastic Empire |
| 作曲 : Coats | |
| Standing on the edge of feelin', | |
| Seconds from the point of healin'. | |
| High enough to make a good impression. | |
| Stimulate the conversation. | |
| I wanna go off and hide, | |
| You're colder than an arctic snow. | |
| Come anyway, anyway you want it, | |
| Falling energy, let me go. | |
| This is where we left off last time, | |
| Still the same old thoughtless love-crime. | |
| All he ever wanted for his birthday, | |
| Kite slipped from his hand and flew away. | |
| I wanna go off and hide, | |
| You're colder than an arctic snow. | |
| Come anyway, anyway you want it, | |
| Falling energy, let me go. | |
| Send it around and levitate me off the ground, | |
| Never alone inside the future ship of sound. | |
| Send it around on the world's end... | |
| Send it around on the world's end... | |
| Send it around on the world's end... | |
| Send it around... | |
| Down the stairs the red ball bounces, | |
| Weigh me out in pounds and ounces. | |
| Mary Poppins flies among the witches. | |
| Win yourself a crown of stitches. | |
| I wanna go off and hide, | |
| You're colder than an arctic snow. | |
| Come anyway, anyway you want it, | |
| Falling energy, let me go. |
| zuò qǔ : Coats | |
| Standing on the edge of feelin', | |
| Seconds from the point of healin'. | |
| High enough to make a good impression. | |
| Stimulate the conversation. | |
| I wanna go off and hide, | |
| You' re colder than an arctic snow. | |
| Come anyway, anyway you want it, | |
| Falling energy, let me go. | |
| This is where we left off last time, | |
| Still the same old thoughtless lovecrime. | |
| All he ever wanted for his birthday, | |
| Kite slipped from his hand and flew away. | |
| I wanna go off and hide, | |
| You' re colder than an arctic snow. | |
| Come anyway, anyway you want it, | |
| Falling energy, let me go. | |
| Send it around and levitate me off the ground, | |
| Never alone inside the future ship of sound. | |
| Send it around on the world' s end... | |
| Send it around on the world' s end... | |
| Send it around on the world' s end... | |
| Send it around... | |
| Down the stairs the red ball bounces, | |
| Weigh me out in pounds and ounces. | |
| Mary Poppins flies among the witches. | |
| Win yourself a crown of stitches. | |
| I wanna go off and hide, | |
| You' re colder than an arctic snow. | |
| Come anyway, anyway you want it, | |
| Falling energy, let me go. |