| Song | Killing Brain Cells |
| Artist | Earth Crisis |
| Album | Slither |
| 作词 : Earth Crisis | |
| Roaches crawl in the filth of vice, what is deserved is what they receive. | |
| Suffer the pain they bring to themselves then deny the ruin. | |
| Try to shift the blame onto those who are unresponsible. | |
| Sink down in a listless state, a complacent half-life. | |
| Vicious barbaric impulsiveness, walking corpses decay in the torment that they have made. | |
| Let them sink to the bottom, those who won't stand, let it be their grave. | |
| Reach up for a hand but they're all bitten, so now they're drawn away. | |
| Killing brain cells, wasting away. | |
| Killing brain cells, pure misery. | |
| Killing brain cells, renounce, relapse. | |
| Killing brain cells, over and over again. | |
| See them scatter as weak promises shatter. | |
| Used up all the second chances given by the ones who matter. | |
| Pathetic excuses have all worn thin and through. | |
| The escape route transformed, changed into a death trap. | |
| Killing brain cells, wasting away. | |
| Killing brain cells, pure misery. | |
| Killing brain cells, renounce, relapse. | |
| Killing brain cells, over and over again. | |
| Through free will it was chosen, can't pin it on anyone else. | |
| Can't pin it on anyone else, except yourself. | |
| Broke through the thin ice once stood on. | |
| Fall down into the nothingness. | |
| Die from the venom intaken. | |
| Now there's no one else to be blamed. | |
| Killing brain cells, wasting away. | |
| Killing brain cells, pure misery. | |
| Killing brain cells, renounce, relapse. | |
| Killing brain cells, over and over again. | |
| Roaches crawl in the filth of vice, what is deserved is what they receive. | |
| Suffer the pain they bring to themselves then deny the ruin. |
| zuò cí : Earth Crisis | |
| Roaches crawl in the filth of vice, what is deserved is what they receive. | |
| Suffer the pain they bring to themselves then deny the ruin. | |
| Try to shift the blame onto those who are unresponsible. | |
| Sink down in a listless state, a complacent halflife. | |
| Vicious barbaric impulsiveness, walking corpses decay in the torment that they have made. | |
| Let them sink to the bottom, those who won' t stand, let it be their grave. | |
| Reach up for a hand but they' re all bitten, so now they' re drawn away. | |
| Killing brain cells, wasting away. | |
| Killing brain cells, pure misery. | |
| Killing brain cells, renounce, relapse. | |
| Killing brain cells, over and over again. | |
| See them scatter as weak promises shatter. | |
| Used up all the second chances given by the ones who matter. | |
| Pathetic excuses have all worn thin and through. | |
| The escape route transformed, changed into a death trap. | |
| Killing brain cells, wasting away. | |
| Killing brain cells, pure misery. | |
| Killing brain cells, renounce, relapse. | |
| Killing brain cells, over and over again. | |
| Through free will it was chosen, can' t pin it on anyone else. | |
| Can' t pin it on anyone else, except yourself. | |
| Broke through the thin ice once stood on. | |
| Fall down into the nothingness. | |
| Die from the venom intaken. | |
| Now there' s no one else to be blamed. | |
| Killing brain cells, wasting away. | |
| Killing brain cells, pure misery. | |
| Killing brain cells, renounce, relapse. | |
| Killing brain cells, over and over again. | |
| Roaches crawl in the filth of vice, what is deserved is what they receive. | |
| Suffer the pain they bring to themselves then deny the ruin. |