| Song | Swollen Eye View |
| Artist | Ligeia |
| Album | Your Ghost Is A Gift |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Holuk, Ligeia | |
| How many times? | |
| How many times should | |
| I stab you in the face? | |
| How long will shame instill suffering? "But it won't happen again" she says, lying through her teeth. | |
| Rotting at the mouth she prays for tragedy, | |
| With your hands tied around your back. | |
| You drown in your own blood. | |
| You choke on dependence. | |
| You were always powerless. | |
| Erase your self-worth. | |
| This time her blood will spill. | |
| This time | |
| I won't stand still. | |
| Last call for decadence. | |
| She's already gone. | |
| My eyes will bleed from what | |
| I've seen. | |
| Thorns enter through belief and the covering, but your downfall is inevitable. | |
| Cry out for help textbook battered wife, but she says she's sorry, but it'll happen again. | |
| Spread your legs for revenge. | |
| How does it feel? | |
| Does it feel good? | |
| Does it feel like success? | |
| You kiss the knife that slits your wrist. | |
| You long for love that doesn't exist. | |
| Thorns enter through belief and the covering, but your downfall is inevitable. |
| zuo qu : Holuk, Ligeia | |
| How many times? | |
| How many times should | |
| I stab you in the face? | |
| How long will shame instill suffering? " But it won' t happen again" she says, lying through her teeth. | |
| Rotting at the mouth she prays for tragedy, | |
| With your hands tied around your back. | |
| You drown in your own blood. | |
| You choke on dependence. | |
| You were always powerless. | |
| Erase your selfworth. | |
| This time her blood will spill. | |
| This time | |
| I won' t stand still. | |
| Last call for decadence. | |
| She' s already gone. | |
| My eyes will bleed from what | |
| I' ve seen. | |
| Thorns enter through belief and the covering, but your downfall is inevitable. | |
| Cry out for help textbook battered wife, but she says she' s sorry, but it' ll happen again. | |
| Spread your legs for revenge. | |
| How does it feel? | |
| Does it feel good? | |
| Does it feel like success? | |
| You kiss the knife that slits your wrist. | |
| You long for love that doesn' t exist. | |
| Thorns enter through belief and the covering, but your downfall is inevitable. |
| zuò qǔ : Holuk, Ligeia | |
| How many times? | |
| How many times should | |
| I stab you in the face? | |
| How long will shame instill suffering? " But it won' t happen again" she says, lying through her teeth. | |
| Rotting at the mouth she prays for tragedy, | |
| With your hands tied around your back. | |
| You drown in your own blood. | |
| You choke on dependence. | |
| You were always powerless. | |
| Erase your selfworth. | |
| This time her blood will spill. | |
| This time | |
| I won' t stand still. | |
| Last call for decadence. | |
| She' s already gone. | |
| My eyes will bleed from what | |
| I' ve seen. | |
| Thorns enter through belief and the covering, but your downfall is inevitable. | |
| Cry out for help textbook battered wife, but she says she' s sorry, but it' ll happen again. | |
| Spread your legs for revenge. | |
| How does it feel? | |
| Does it feel good? | |
| Does it feel like success? | |
| You kiss the knife that slits your wrist. | |
| You long for love that doesn' t exist. | |
| Thorns enter through belief and the covering, but your downfall is inevitable. |