| Song | Dead Horse (The Love Between Us) |
| Artist | Deepfield |
| Album | Archetypes and Repetition |
| 作曲 : King, Teal | |
| Oh, won't you please tell me how sell them | |
| All of your little failures | |
| Fake misery screaming from the stage you're on | |
| So come down off your soapbox opera | |
| Cut the bullshit | |
| I've had it with your misery | |
| I've got a feeling that your emo-tional spat is wearing thing | |
| Can you feel the love between us? | |
| I can feel it coming on | |
| I bite my lip untl there's nothing left to kiss | |
| I pound my fist until there's nothing left to feel | |
| Your masquerade, tell me when shit it do you get it on you | |
| Because they believe every little thing you say | |
| So come down off your dead horse | |
| Ripping off an old sore | |
| Talking loud ain't saying shit | |
| Yes, i can see it now-the cover of rolling stone | |
| Looking absolutely miserable | |
| Can you feel the love between us? | |
| I can feel it coming on | |
| I bite my lip untl there's nothing left to kiss | |
| I pound my fist until there's nothing left to feel | |
| I'll bite my lip until there's nothing left to kiss | |
| I'll pound my fist until there's nothing left to feel | |
| I'll scream these words until there's nothing left to say | |
| It's the love between us | |
| Can you feel the love between us? | |
| I can feel it coming on | |
| I bite my lip untl there's nothing left to kiss | |
| I pound my fist until there's nothing left to feel | |
| I bite my lip untl there's nothing left to kiss | |
| I pound my fist until there's nothing left to feel | |
| (until there's nothing left to feel) |
| zuò qǔ : King, Teal | |
| Oh, won' t you please tell me how sell them | |
| All of your little failures | |
| Fake misery screaming from the stage you' re on | |
| So come down off your soapbox opera | |
| Cut the bullshit | |
| I' ve had it with your misery | |
| I' ve got a feeling that your emotional spat is wearing thing | |
| Can you feel the love between us? | |
| I can feel it coming on | |
| I bite my lip untl there' s nothing left to kiss | |
| I pound my fist until there' s nothing left to feel | |
| Your masquerade, tell me when shit it do you get it on you | |
| Because they believe every little thing you say | |
| So come down off your dead horse | |
| Ripping off an old sore | |
| Talking loud ain' t saying shit | |
| Yes, i can see it nowthe cover of rolling stone | |
| Looking absolutely miserable | |
| Can you feel the love between us? | |
| I can feel it coming on | |
| I bite my lip untl there' s nothing left to kiss | |
| I pound my fist until there' s nothing left to feel | |
| I' ll bite my lip until there' s nothing left to kiss | |
| I' ll pound my fist until there' s nothing left to feel | |
| I' ll scream these words until there' s nothing left to say | |
| It' s the love between us | |
| Can you feel the love between us? | |
| I can feel it coming on | |
| I bite my lip untl there' s nothing left to kiss | |
| I pound my fist until there' s nothing left to feel | |
| I bite my lip untl there' s nothing left to kiss | |
| I pound my fist until there' s nothing left to feel | |
| until there' s nothing left to feel |