| Song | Why I Try To Look So Bad |
| Artist | Comet Gain |
| Album | Realistes |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Christian | |
| I was trying to look so hard | |
| I was trying to find my way | |
| I woke up sleeping | |
| With green eyes, brown eyes | |
| Get them away from me | |
| There's nothing I will forget | |
| There's nothing to forget | |
| The empty mirror | |
| I'll cut your face with a razor blade today | |
| And I try to look so bad | |
| To not fit in your world | |
| My pretty face is going straight to hell | |
| And I try to look so bad | |
| To hurt my parents now | |
| And heaven is the closest thing to hell | |
| I'm walking these streets again | |
| In fear of everyone | |
| With the scary eyes | |
| But it's too cold to be alone today | |
| Oh, fine to take a broken dream | |
| I'll tear my (?) on my jeans | |
| And in the clubs | |
| They all belong to me | |
| And I try to look so bad | |
| They check my social worth | |
| Those fascist dogs, | |
| Please get them away from me | |
| And I try to look so bad | |
| To feel good inside | |
| And heaven is the closest thing to hell | |
| And I try to look so bad | |
| I try to look so bad | |
| For a moment of true love | |
| For a moment of true love | |
| And I wanna be with you | |
| But I don't know who you are | |
| And heaven is | |
| Heaven is the closest thing to hell |
| zuo qu : Christian | |
| I was trying to look so hard | |
| I was trying to find my way | |
| I woke up sleeping | |
| With green eyes, brown eyes | |
| Get them away from me | |
| There' s nothing I will forget | |
| There' s nothing to forget | |
| The empty mirror | |
| I' ll cut your face with a razor blade today | |
| And I try to look so bad | |
| To not fit in your world | |
| My pretty face is going straight to hell | |
| And I try to look so bad | |
| To hurt my parents now | |
| And heaven is the closest thing to hell | |
| I' m walking these streets again | |
| In fear of everyone | |
| With the scary eyes | |
| But it' s too cold to be alone today | |
| Oh, fine to take a broken dream | |
| I' ll tear my ? on my jeans | |
| And in the clubs | |
| They all belong to me | |
| And I try to look so bad | |
| They check my social worth | |
| Those fascist dogs, | |
| Please get them away from me | |
| And I try to look so bad | |
| To feel good inside | |
| And heaven is the closest thing to hell | |
| And I try to look so bad | |
| I try to look so bad | |
| For a moment of true love | |
| For a moment of true love | |
| And I wanna be with you | |
| But I don' t know who you are | |
| And heaven is | |
| Heaven is the closest thing to hell |
| zuò qǔ : Christian | |
| I was trying to look so hard | |
| I was trying to find my way | |
| I woke up sleeping | |
| With green eyes, brown eyes | |
| Get them away from me | |
| There' s nothing I will forget | |
| There' s nothing to forget | |
| The empty mirror | |
| I' ll cut your face with a razor blade today | |
| And I try to look so bad | |
| To not fit in your world | |
| My pretty face is going straight to hell | |
| And I try to look so bad | |
| To hurt my parents now | |
| And heaven is the closest thing to hell | |
| I' m walking these streets again | |
| In fear of everyone | |
| With the scary eyes | |
| But it' s too cold to be alone today | |
| Oh, fine to take a broken dream | |
| I' ll tear my ? on my jeans | |
| And in the clubs | |
| They all belong to me | |
| And I try to look so bad | |
| They check my social worth | |
| Those fascist dogs, | |
| Please get them away from me | |
| And I try to look so bad | |
| To feel good inside | |
| And heaven is the closest thing to hell | |
| And I try to look so bad | |
| I try to look so bad | |
| For a moment of true love | |
| For a moment of true love | |
| And I wanna be with you | |
| But I don' t know who you are | |
| And heaven is | |
| Heaven is the closest thing to hell |