| Song | Our Queens (One Is Many, Many Are One) |
| Artist | Daughters |
| Album | Daughters |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Alexis Stephen Marshall/Nicholas Andrew Sadler/Jonathan Alan Syverson/Samuel Morehouse Walker |
| [00:01.00] | 作曲 : Nicholas Andrew Sadler/Jonathan Alan Syverson/Samuel Morehouse Walker Music (ASCAP) |
| [00:39.93] | Silence! Order! The queen is here |
| [00:41.97] | Arms and legs like kindling |
| [00:46.38] | One asleep down the road, another in here |
| [00:53.82] | About as safe as a skeleton at the wheel |
| [00:54.69] | Silence! Order! Our queen is here |
| [01:13.83] | A dame |
| [01:13.95] | A crown |
| [01:14.10] | A death grip |
| [01:18.39] | So far away can't see her face |
| [01:20.97] | But we can hear her cum over the airwaves |
| [01:50.19] | I want it |
| [02:19.62] | I want my cock in a hand on a train |
| [02:27.33] | I want the coolness and the numbness at my fingertips |
| [02:32.97] | Lips at the wrist like razor blades |
| [02:33.75] | That throne of bone grows comforting |
| [02:35.91] | She closes her eyes, but not to get away |
| [02:50.88] | This could be my only chance to usurp the name |
| [02:51.90] | They go |
| [02:52.02] | They get off |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Alexis Stephen Marshall Nicholas Andrew Sadler Jonathan Alan Syverson Samuel Morehouse Walker |
| [00:01.00] | zuò qǔ : Nicholas Andrew Sadler Jonathan Alan Syverson Samuel Morehouse Walker Music ASCAP |
| [00:39.93] | Silence! Order! The queen is here |
| [00:41.97] | Arms and legs like kindling |
| [00:46.38] | One asleep down the road, another in here |
| [00:53.82] | About as safe as a skeleton at the wheel |
| [00:54.69] | Silence! Order! Our queen is here |
| [01:13.83] | A dame |
| [01:13.95] | A crown |
| [01:14.10] | A death grip |
| [01:18.39] | So far away can' t see her face |
| [01:20.97] | But we can hear her cum over the airwaves |
| [01:50.19] | I want it |
| [02:19.62] | I want my cock in a hand on a train |
| [02:27.33] | I want the coolness and the numbness at my fingertips |
| [02:32.97] | Lips at the wrist like razor blades |
| [02:33.75] | That throne of bone grows comforting |
| [02:35.91] | She closes her eyes, but not to get away |
| [02:50.88] | This could be my only chance to usurp the name |
| [02:51.90] | They go |
| [02:52.02] | They get off |