| Song | No Closer Than a Stranger |
| Artist | Darkest Hour |
| Album | So Sedated, So Secure |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Darkest Hour | |
| You are a servant to your god | |
| You are a slave to a book | |
| You say you are just a messenger | |
| But you'll end up hooked | |
| This place feels like home | |
| Walls echo, screaming no | |
| This tough love feels | |
| Like I'm being choked | |
| Dependant on a whim | |
| Bow down before him | |
| You suckle righteousness | |
| And siphon lies | |
| This rope feels like home | |
| My mouth is gagged | |
| My hands are bound | |
| This tough love feels like | |
| I'm being drowned | |
| And in a daze one day | |
| You'll wake up old and gray | |
| And realize you've alienated | |
| Those who cared about you | |
| Say you will forgive me me again | |
| Your pride is the birth of your original sin | |
| Say I can be saved again | |
| Well I won't and I think you know | |
| Because of you | |
| This is not all for him | |
| It's for you | |
| The blessed father | |
| Tainted blood of a martyr |
| zuo qu : Darkest Hour | |
| You are a servant to your god | |
| You are a slave to a book | |
| You say you are just a messenger | |
| But you' ll end up hooked | |
| This place feels like home | |
| Walls echo, screaming no | |
| This tough love feels | |
| Like I' m being choked | |
| Dependant on a whim | |
| Bow down before him | |
| You suckle righteousness | |
| And siphon lies | |
| This rope feels like home | |
| My mouth is gagged | |
| My hands are bound | |
| This tough love feels like | |
| I' m being drowned | |
| And in a daze one day | |
| You' ll wake up old and gray | |
| And realize you' ve alienated | |
| Those who cared about you | |
| Say you will forgive me me again | |
| Your pride is the birth of your original sin | |
| Say I can be saved again | |
| Well I won' t and I think you know | |
| Because of you | |
| This is not all for him | |
| It' s for you | |
| The blessed father | |
| Tainted blood of a martyr |
| zuò qǔ : Darkest Hour | |
| You are a servant to your god | |
| You are a slave to a book | |
| You say you are just a messenger | |
| But you' ll end up hooked | |
| This place feels like home | |
| Walls echo, screaming no | |
| This tough love feels | |
| Like I' m being choked | |
| Dependant on a whim | |
| Bow down before him | |
| You suckle righteousness | |
| And siphon lies | |
| This rope feels like home | |
| My mouth is gagged | |
| My hands are bound | |
| This tough love feels like | |
| I' m being drowned | |
| And in a daze one day | |
| You' ll wake up old and gray | |
| And realize you' ve alienated | |
| Those who cared about you | |
| Say you will forgive me me again | |
| Your pride is the birth of your original sin | |
| Say I can be saved again | |
| Well I won' t and I think you know | |
| Because of you | |
| This is not all for him | |
| It' s for you | |
| The blessed father | |
| Tainted blood of a martyr |