| Song | Pretty Smiles & Shattered Teeth |
| Artist | Soilent Green |
| Album | Confrontation |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Soilent Green | |
| Later is the late move | |
| Tampered with this fault | |
| Misuse of a weakness born | |
| Transition to repress, leaving me annoyed | |
| Tranfer blank mental image to a soul's hallow state | |
| Giving up these weaker plagues | |
| Silencing the the signal to your brain | |
| I think this is coming to and end | |
| Empty feelings of a forgotten revenge | |
| Fatal options will bury one alone | |
| A loved one's empty breath | |
| A friendship buried six feet deep | |
| First time to offer these conflicts | |
| Compassion birthed from frustration | |
| Another emotional conflict | |
| Handle condescending words from a childhood past | |
| Screaming of parents from other rooms | |
| A constant Sunday afternoon affair | |
| Settle for less by losing the day | |
| Vendetta for your rage | |
| Off balance perception of disgrace | |
| The overbearing of consequences | |
| Over dramatized deception | |
| Enabling you to achieve a higher step | |
| Social upbringing forcing change | |
| Feeling empty at this bleak moment | |
| Permission for blind eyes to share jaded pain | |
| Exposed to sunken feelings | |
| Learn your temper | |
| Feeling fatigued from the pain | |
| Marks on the neck from a strangling rage | |
| Dealt the bad cards for a means to an end | |
| Years of personal tragedy | |
| Hitting the bottom | |
| Your major option confused | |
| A prisoner of excuse | |
| Thread the needle | |
| You never promised yourself failure | |
| Save your faith | |
| It might be too late at this point | |
| Never turn your back | |
| A rotating cycle that continues to eat itself | |
| Praised heroes you defile once the truth is learned | |
| Idol of human fault | |
| Another flag to burn | |
| Child in the cradle screams over lullabies | |
| Hangover from a night to settle these tears | |
| The cross you bear has lost the final square | |
| Apathy of enemies, walls of unspoken will | |
| Dress up prejudice and call it politics | |
| A coward's anthem for the incompetent | |
| The poetic ring to your contradictions for the deaf and dumb | |
| Words you've tried to use to explain your faults | |
| Modified ignorance in power | |
| The growing demise of ambitions coming to an end | |
| A tragedy in pride | |
| Watch where you step | |
| Cracked shells of rage | |
| The noose to praise | |
| That smile of guilt, backbone of shame | |
| One wish of death | |
| The ways mistakes show their face | |
| Come to change | |
| Breaking faith | |
| It is far more deeper | |
| Only a question seeker | |
| Motivation a mental overload | |
| Somehow within the failure of yourself you managed to ruin the lives of others | |
| Loaded barrel and a taste of gunsmoke | |
| Not sorry anymore that you were the high school joke | |
| Breathing out silence | |
| Your hope regresses | |
| Getting screamed at for hours |
| zuo qu : Soilent Green | |
| Later is the late move | |
| Tampered with this fault | |
| Misuse of a weakness born | |
| Transition to repress, leaving me annoyed | |
| Tranfer blank mental image to a soul' s hallow state | |
| Giving up these weaker plagues | |
| Silencing the the signal to your brain | |
| I think this is coming to and end | |
| Empty feelings of a forgotten revenge | |
| Fatal options will bury one alone | |
| A loved one' s empty breath | |
| A friendship buried six feet deep | |
| First time to offer these conflicts | |
| Compassion birthed from frustration | |
| Another emotional conflict | |
| Handle condescending words from a childhood past | |
| Screaming of parents from other rooms | |
| A constant Sunday afternoon affair | |
| Settle for less by losing the day | |
| Vendetta for your rage | |
| Off balance perception of disgrace | |
| The overbearing of consequences | |
| Over dramatized deception | |
| Enabling you to achieve a higher step | |
| Social upbringing forcing change | |
| Feeling empty at this bleak moment | |
| Permission for blind eyes to share jaded pain | |
| Exposed to sunken feelings | |
| Learn your temper | |
| Feeling fatigued from the pain | |
| Marks on the neck from a strangling rage | |
| Dealt the bad cards for a means to an end | |
| Years of personal tragedy | |
| Hitting the bottom | |
| Your major option confused | |
| A prisoner of excuse | |
| Thread the needle | |
| You never promised yourself failure | |
| Save your faith | |
| It might be too late at this point | |
| Never turn your back | |
| A rotating cycle that continues to eat itself | |
| Praised heroes you defile once the truth is learned | |
| Idol of human fault | |
| Another flag to burn | |
| Child in the cradle screams over lullabies | |
| Hangover from a night to settle these tears | |
| The cross you bear has lost the final square | |
| Apathy of enemies, walls of unspoken will | |
| Dress up prejudice and call it politics | |
| A coward' s anthem for the incompetent | |
| The poetic ring to your contradictions for the deaf and dumb | |
| Words you' ve tried to use to explain your faults | |
| Modified ignorance in power | |
| The growing demise of ambitions coming to an end | |
| A tragedy in pride | |
| Watch where you step | |
| Cracked shells of rage | |
| The noose to praise | |
| That smile of guilt, backbone of shame | |
| One wish of death | |
| The ways mistakes show their face | |
| Come to change | |
| Breaking faith | |
| It is far more deeper | |
| Only a question seeker | |
| Motivation a mental overload | |
| Somehow within the failure of yourself you managed to ruin the lives of others | |
| Loaded barrel and a taste of gunsmoke | |
| Not sorry anymore that you were the high school joke | |
| Breathing out silence | |
| Your hope regresses | |
| Getting screamed at for hours |
| zuò qǔ : Soilent Green | |
| Later is the late move | |
| Tampered with this fault | |
| Misuse of a weakness born | |
| Transition to repress, leaving me annoyed | |
| Tranfer blank mental image to a soul' s hallow state | |
| Giving up these weaker plagues | |
| Silencing the the signal to your brain | |
| I think this is coming to and end | |
| Empty feelings of a forgotten revenge | |
| Fatal options will bury one alone | |
| A loved one' s empty breath | |
| A friendship buried six feet deep | |
| First time to offer these conflicts | |
| Compassion birthed from frustration | |
| Another emotional conflict | |
| Handle condescending words from a childhood past | |
| Screaming of parents from other rooms | |
| A constant Sunday afternoon affair | |
| Settle for less by losing the day | |
| Vendetta for your rage | |
| Off balance perception of disgrace | |
| The overbearing of consequences | |
| Over dramatized deception | |
| Enabling you to achieve a higher step | |
| Social upbringing forcing change | |
| Feeling empty at this bleak moment | |
| Permission for blind eyes to share jaded pain | |
| Exposed to sunken feelings | |
| Learn your temper | |
| Feeling fatigued from the pain | |
| Marks on the neck from a strangling rage | |
| Dealt the bad cards for a means to an end | |
| Years of personal tragedy | |
| Hitting the bottom | |
| Your major option confused | |
| A prisoner of excuse | |
| Thread the needle | |
| You never promised yourself failure | |
| Save your faith | |
| It might be too late at this point | |
| Never turn your back | |
| A rotating cycle that continues to eat itself | |
| Praised heroes you defile once the truth is learned | |
| Idol of human fault | |
| Another flag to burn | |
| Child in the cradle screams over lullabies | |
| Hangover from a night to settle these tears | |
| The cross you bear has lost the final square | |
| Apathy of enemies, walls of unspoken will | |
| Dress up prejudice and call it politics | |
| A coward' s anthem for the incompetent | |
| The poetic ring to your contradictions for the deaf and dumb | |
| Words you' ve tried to use to explain your faults | |
| Modified ignorance in power | |
| The growing demise of ambitions coming to an end | |
| A tragedy in pride | |
| Watch where you step | |
| Cracked shells of rage | |
| The noose to praise | |
| That smile of guilt, backbone of shame | |
| One wish of death | |
| The ways mistakes show their face | |
| Come to change | |
| Breaking faith | |
| It is far more deeper | |
| Only a question seeker | |
| Motivation a mental overload | |
| Somehow within the failure of yourself you managed to ruin the lives of others | |
| Loaded barrel and a taste of gunsmoke | |
| Not sorry anymore that you were the high school joke | |
| Breathing out silence | |
| Your hope regresses | |
| Getting screamed at for hours |