| 作词 : Jacobs, Miguel, Saller ... | |
| After all this time of asking questions | |
| Of trying to find something to quiet this soul | |
| I’m left alone within my mind, into this self made hell I dwell | |
| It’s not as hot as you think | |
| More so dark and cold with no room to breathe | |
| I’m sorry, I don’t think it’s gonna to be okay this time | |
| My heart has skipped its final beat | |
| (It’s beating me down) | |
| Onto the floor, that must mean that the pills are working | |
| The glass isn’t half empty this time | |
| I smashed it on the ground a long, long time ago | |
| It shattered when it fell | |
| And I broke to pieces | |
| Each shard’s another reason | |
| Another way to give up | |
| This skin is so tight | |
| (So tight) | |
| That the air | |
| (The air) | |
| Can’t reach my brain | |
| (My brain) | |
| There is nothing telling my heart to beat any faster | |
| To let me scream for help | |
| I’m sorry, I don’t think it’s gonna to be okay this time | |
| My heart has skipped its final beat | |
| (It’s beating me down) | |
| Onto the floor, that must mean that the pills are working | |
| The glass isn’t half empty this time | |
| I smashed it on the ground a long, long time ago | |
| It shattered when it fell | |
| And I broke to pieces | |
| Each shard’s another reason | |
| Another way to give up | |
| I will, never give up | |
| I will, never take the easy way out | |
| I will, never give up | |
| I will, never take the easy way out | |
| The glass isn’t half empty this time | |
| I smashed it on the ground a long, long time ago | |
| It shattered when it fell | |
| And I broke to pieces | |
| Each shard’s another reason | |
| Another way to give up | |
| This is | |
| This is life | |
| This is | |
| This is struggle | |
| This is | |
| This is love | |
| This is | |
| This is war | |
| This is | |
| This is life | |
| This is | |
| This is struggle | |
| This is | |
| This is love | |
| This is | |
| This is war |
| zuo ci : Jacobs, Miguel, Saller ... | |
| After all this time of asking questions | |
| Of trying to find something to quiet this soul | |
| I' m left alone within my mind, into this self made hell I dwell | |
| It' s not as hot as you think | |
| More so dark and cold with no room to breathe | |
| I' m sorry, I don' t think it' s gonna to be okay this time | |
| My heart has skipped its final beat | |
| It' s beating me down | |
| Onto the floor, that must mean that the pills are working | |
| The glass isn' t half empty this time | |
| I smashed it on the ground a long, long time ago | |
| It shattered when it fell | |
| And I broke to pieces | |
| Each shard' s another reason | |
| Another way to give up | |
| This skin is so tight | |
| So tight | |
| That the air | |
| The air | |
| Can' t reach my brain | |
| My brain | |
| There is nothing telling my heart to beat any faster | |
| To let me scream for help | |
| I' m sorry, I don' t think it' s gonna to be okay this time | |
| My heart has skipped its final beat | |
| It' s beating me down | |
| Onto the floor, that must mean that the pills are working | |
| The glass isn' t half empty this time | |
| I smashed it on the ground a long, long time ago | |
| It shattered when it fell | |
| And I broke to pieces | |
| Each shard' s another reason | |
| Another way to give up | |
| I will, never give up | |
| I will, never take the easy way out | |
| I will, never give up | |
| I will, never take the easy way out | |
| The glass isn' t half empty this time | |
| I smashed it on the ground a long, long time ago | |
| It shattered when it fell | |
| And I broke to pieces | |
| Each shard' s another reason | |
| Another way to give up | |
| This is | |
| This is life | |
| This is | |
| This is struggle | |
| This is | |
| This is love | |
| This is | |
| This is war | |
| This is | |
| This is life | |
| This is | |
| This is struggle | |
| This is | |
| This is love | |
| This is | |
| This is war |
| zuò cí : Jacobs, Miguel, Saller ... | |
| After all this time of asking questions | |
| Of trying to find something to quiet this soul | |
| I' m left alone within my mind, into this self made hell I dwell | |
| It' s not as hot as you think | |
| More so dark and cold with no room to breathe | |
| I' m sorry, I don' t think it' s gonna to be okay this time | |
| My heart has skipped its final beat | |
| It' s beating me down | |
| Onto the floor, that must mean that the pills are working | |
| The glass isn' t half empty this time | |
| I smashed it on the ground a long, long time ago | |
| It shattered when it fell | |
| And I broke to pieces | |
| Each shard' s another reason | |
| Another way to give up | |
| This skin is so tight | |
| So tight | |
| That the air | |
| The air | |
| Can' t reach my brain | |
| My brain | |
| There is nothing telling my heart to beat any faster | |
| To let me scream for help | |
| I' m sorry, I don' t think it' s gonna to be okay this time | |
| My heart has skipped its final beat | |
| It' s beating me down | |
| Onto the floor, that must mean that the pills are working | |
| The glass isn' t half empty this time | |
| I smashed it on the ground a long, long time ago | |
| It shattered when it fell | |
| And I broke to pieces | |
| Each shard' s another reason | |
| Another way to give up | |
| I will, never give up | |
| I will, never take the easy way out | |
| I will, never give up | |
| I will, never take the easy way out | |
| The glass isn' t half empty this time | |
| I smashed it on the ground a long, long time ago | |
| It shattered when it fell | |
| And I broke to pieces | |
| Each shard' s another reason | |
| Another way to give up | |
| This is | |
| This is life | |
| This is | |
| This is struggle | |
| This is | |
| This is love | |
| This is | |
| This is war | |
| This is | |
| This is life | |
| This is | |
| This is struggle | |
| This is | |
| This is love | |
| This is | |
| This is war |