| Song | Strung To Your Ribcage |
| Artist | Biffy Clyro |
| Album | Infinity Land |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Biffy Clyro | |
| You'll never catch me. | |
| My belly is black, and, red. | |
| Black and red. [x3] | |
| You complete me. | |
| ****ing say it, ****ing say it, ****ing say it. | |
| It's like you're meant to be a hostage, another hostage, will eat you alive. | |
| ****ing say it, ****ing say it, ****ing say it. | |
| I take it for granted, that you'll feel at home. | |
| You complete me. | |
| When you flirt it makes me nauseous, | |
| I'm ****ing nauseous, and | |
| I'll eat you... alive. | |
| I take it for granted, that you'll feel at home. | |
| Emotions never change, only towards you. | |
| Look down, | |
| I'm strung to your ribcage. | |
| Look down, | |
| I'm strung to your ribcage. | |
| Inflamed, in every other way, in every other way. | |
| Look down, | |
| I'm strung to your ribcage. | |
| Look down, | |
| I'm strung to your ribcage. | |
| Inhale, the splinters and the rain, the splinters and the rain. | |
| Look down, | |
| I'm strung to your ribcage. | |
| Look down, | |
| I'm strung to your ribs. | |
| Ooh,ooh. [x4] |
| zuo qu : Biffy Clyro | |
| You' ll never catch me. | |
| My belly is black, and, red. | |
| Black and red. x3 | |
| You complete me. | |
| ing say it, ing say it, ing say it. | |
| It' s like you' re meant to be a hostage, another hostage, will eat you alive. | |
| ing say it, ing say it, ing say it. | |
| I take it for granted, that you' ll feel at home. | |
| You complete me. | |
| When you flirt it makes me nauseous, | |
| I' m ing nauseous, and | |
| I' ll eat you... alive. | |
| I take it for granted, that you' ll feel at home. | |
| Emotions never change, only towards you. | |
| Look down, | |
| I' m strung to your ribcage. | |
| Look down, | |
| I' m strung to your ribcage. | |
| Inflamed, in every other way, in every other way. | |
| Look down, | |
| I' m strung to your ribcage. | |
| Look down, | |
| I' m strung to your ribcage. | |
| Inhale, the splinters and the rain, the splinters and the rain. | |
| Look down, | |
| I' m strung to your ribcage. | |
| Look down, | |
| I' m strung to your ribs. | |
| Ooh, ooh. x4 |
| zuò qǔ : Biffy Clyro | |
| You' ll never catch me. | |
| My belly is black, and, red. | |
| Black and red. x3 | |
| You complete me. | |
| ing say it, ing say it, ing say it. | |
| It' s like you' re meant to be a hostage, another hostage, will eat you alive. | |
| ing say it, ing say it, ing say it. | |
| I take it for granted, that you' ll feel at home. | |
| You complete me. | |
| When you flirt it makes me nauseous, | |
| I' m ing nauseous, and | |
| I' ll eat you... alive. | |
| I take it for granted, that you' ll feel at home. | |
| Emotions never change, only towards you. | |
| Look down, | |
| I' m strung to your ribcage. | |
| Look down, | |
| I' m strung to your ribcage. | |
| Inflamed, in every other way, in every other way. | |
| Look down, | |
| I' m strung to your ribcage. | |
| Look down, | |
| I' m strung to your ribcage. | |
| Inhale, the splinters and the rain, the splinters and the rain. | |
| Look down, | |
| I' m strung to your ribcage. | |
| Look down, | |
| I' m strung to your ribs. | |
| Ooh, ooh. x4 |