| Song | Delusion |
| Artist | Tusks |
| Album | Avalanche |
| 作词 : Emily Underhill | |
| 作曲 : Emily Underhill | |
| Take me down | |
| Take me out of my lonely mind | |
| Show me some way that I can find | |
| A way to make this end | |
| But now you're in my bed | |
| I don't know how I let you stay | |
| I don't know why I just can't be | |
| On my own tonight | |
| Boy you're a mess | |
| Do you see your reflection? | |
| Or have all your delusions taken up your attention? | |
| Oh you feel like a man | |
| But you're all that I despise | |
| But I'm still young | |
| So when did loving stop being fun? | |
| The taste of you burns into my tongue | |
| And echoes down my spine | |
| You're a vision of a lie x4 | |
| Oh you're a mess | |
| Do you see your reflection? | |
| Or have all your delusions taken up your attention? | |
| Do you realise as you manipulate her spine | |
| Show me I'm alive | |
| Why do I breed this guilt when you're breathing fine? | |
| Oh you're telling me this is just adult life | |
| And stain silence on your flaws | |
| But I'm still young | |
| So when did loving stop being fun? | |
| The taste of you burns into my tongue | |
| And echoes down my spine | |
| You're a mess do you see your reflection? | |
| Or have all your delusions taken up your attention? | |
| Oh you feel like a man but you're all that I despise |
| zuò cí : Emily Underhill | |
| zuò qǔ : Emily Underhill | |
| Take me down | |
| Take me out of my lonely mind | |
| Show me some way that I can find | |
| A way to make this end | |
| But now you' re in my bed | |
| I don' t know how I let you stay | |
| I don' t know why I just can' t be | |
| On my own tonight | |
| Boy you' re a mess | |
| Do you see your reflection? | |
| Or have all your delusions taken up your attention? | |
| Oh you feel like a man | |
| But you' re all that I despise | |
| But I' m still young | |
| So when did loving stop being fun? | |
| The taste of you burns into my tongue | |
| And echoes down my spine | |
| You' re a vision of a lie x4 | |
| Oh you' re a mess | |
| Do you see your reflection? | |
| Or have all your delusions taken up your attention? | |
| Do you realise as you manipulate her spine | |
| Show me I' m alive | |
| Why do I breed this guilt when you' re breathing fine? | |
| Oh you' re telling me this is just adult life | |
| And stain silence on your flaws | |
| But I' m still young | |
| So when did loving stop being fun? | |
| The taste of you burns into my tongue | |
| And echoes down my spine | |
| You' re a mess do you see your reflection? | |
| Or have all your delusions taken up your attention? | |
| Oh you feel like a man but you' re all that I despise |