| Song | X-Ray Mind |
| Artist | Mad Season |
| Album | Above |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Martin, McCready, Saunders ... | |
| Do the laughs die when | |
| One such as | |
| I runAnd allow myself | |
| Time for own true needs | |
| When convincing me | |
| That you're on my team | |
| May not lie to me | |
| But not mentioning | |
| So sit back and have | |
| An hysterical | |
| Laugh at tiny holes | |
| Buy and trade men's souls | |
| X-ray mind reads plenty | |
| Worth no more than pennies | |
| You, they, it or what | |
| Have been fair, | |
| I thoughtMay you never free | |
| You from you or me | |
| See the more | |
| I thinkI'm afraid to blink | |
| I don't move an inch | |
| Slowly draining me | |
| Hire a spy and bug me | |
| Pimp your friends for money | |
| Rich and growing sicker | |
| Sell the dead ones quicker |
| zuo ci : Martin, McCready, Saunders ... | |
| Do the laughs die when | |
| One such as | |
| I runAnd allow myself | |
| Time for own true needs | |
| When convincing me | |
| That you' re on my team | |
| May not lie to me | |
| But not mentioning | |
| So sit back and have | |
| An hysterical | |
| Laugh at tiny holes | |
| Buy and trade men' s souls | |
| Xray mind reads plenty | |
| Worth no more than pennies | |
| You, they, it or what | |
| Have been fair, | |
| I thoughtMay you never free | |
| You from you or me | |
| See the more | |
| I thinkI' m afraid to blink | |
| I don' t move an inch | |
| Slowly draining me | |
| Hire a spy and bug me | |
| Pimp your friends for money | |
| Rich and growing sicker | |
| Sell the dead ones quicker |
| zuò cí : Martin, McCready, Saunders ... | |
| Do the laughs die when | |
| One such as | |
| I runAnd allow myself | |
| Time for own true needs | |
| When convincing me | |
| That you' re on my team | |
| May not lie to me | |
| But not mentioning | |
| So sit back and have | |
| An hysterical | |
| Laugh at tiny holes | |
| Buy and trade men' s souls | |
| Xray mind reads plenty | |
| Worth no more than pennies | |
| You, they, it or what | |
| Have been fair, | |
| I thoughtMay you never free | |
| You from you or me | |
| See the more | |
| I thinkI' m afraid to blink | |
| I don' t move an inch | |
| Slowly draining me | |
| Hire a spy and bug me | |
| Pimp your friends for money | |
| Rich and growing sicker | |
| Sell the dead ones quicker |