| Song | Shattered Pieces |
| Artist | Otep |
| Album | House Of Secrets |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Shamaya, Wells | |
| And this is how the world died [x2] | |
| I can hear you judging me | |
| I'll hear your confession | |
| I found the best piece of me | |
| Kneel down | |
| Alone Shivering in the dark | |
| Three centimeters tall | |
| And talk to god | |
| Eating it's heart | |
| But you will not feast on me today | |
| This is how the world died | |
| Who will slay this thing | |
| I forgive you | |
| Who will play the butcher and | |
| End my suffering | |
| I forgive you | |
| I ****ed the minds of the masses with the fingers of liberty | |
| This is not a threat | |
| This is not | |
| A threat I'm not perfect | |
| I'm not a beauty queen | |
| I'm just me | |
| I'm just me | |
| We are all | |
| Prisoners here | |
| All shapes and sizes | |
| I've screamed for all the women | |
| I've never been but hoped | |
| I would be | |
| I'm proud of who | |
| I am Forever | |
| Chasing the sun | |
| I'm proud of me | |
| She bites her trembling mind | |
| It began as all tragedies do | |
| Forgive me [x2] | |
| With pain and deception | |
| If you'll be the paper | |
| I'll be the pen | |
| This is it | |
| I've tasted hell | |
| And it tastes just like you | |
| My final plea | |
| No one is coming to save me | |
| No one is going to change things | |
| The answers will not drop from the sky | |
| I will not one day wake with a different disguise | |
| No The only solution | |
| Is revolution | |
| Art is war | |
| Fight [x2] | |
| The odds were always against me | |
| Lose weight | |
| Clearly think | |
| I exist I am broken [x2] | |
| If god is my father | |
| Then I am an orphan | |
| I am broken | |
| I am not a mistake [x2] | |
| My ancestry is a ghost story | |
| I'm a prophecy | |
| My love life is a crime scene | |
| I'm an omen | |
| My self-esteem is a string of unsolved murders | |
| The radio is brainwashing me filling my head with these | |
| Self conspiracies | |
| I am an emotional nightmare | |
| I can't hide the pain inside | |
| Builder of my own mythology | |
| Just tell me | |
| You're listening |
| zuo qu : Shamaya, Wells | |
| And this is how the world died x2 | |
| I can hear you judging me | |
| I' ll hear your confession | |
| I found the best piece of me | |
| Kneel down | |
| Alone Shivering in the dark | |
| Three centimeters tall | |
| And talk to god | |
| Eating it' s heart | |
| But you will not feast on me today | |
| This is how the world died | |
| Who will slay this thing | |
| I forgive you | |
| Who will play the butcher and | |
| End my suffering | |
| I forgive you | |
| I ed the minds of the masses with the fingers of liberty | |
| This is not a threat | |
| This is not | |
| A threat I' m not perfect | |
| I' m not a beauty queen | |
| I' m just me | |
| I' m just me | |
| We are all | |
| Prisoners here | |
| All shapes and sizes | |
| I' ve screamed for all the women | |
| I' ve never been but hoped | |
| I would be | |
| I' m proud of who | |
| I am Forever | |
| Chasing the sun | |
| I' m proud of me | |
| She bites her trembling mind | |
| It began as all tragedies do | |
| Forgive me x2 | |
| With pain and deception | |
| If you' ll be the paper | |
| I' ll be the pen | |
| This is it | |
| I' ve tasted hell | |
| And it tastes just like you | |
| My final plea | |
| No one is coming to save me | |
| No one is going to change things | |
| The answers will not drop from the sky | |
| I will not one day wake with a different disguise | |
| No The only solution | |
| Is revolution | |
| Art is war | |
| Fight x2 | |
| The odds were always against me | |
| Lose weight | |
| Clearly think | |
| I exist I am broken x2 | |
| If god is my father | |
| Then I am an orphan | |
| I am broken | |
| I am not a mistake x2 | |
| My ancestry is a ghost story | |
| I' m a prophecy | |
| My love life is a crime scene | |
| I' m an omen | |
| My selfesteem is a string of unsolved murders | |
| The radio is brainwashing me filling my head with these | |
| Self conspiracies | |
| I am an emotional nightmare | |
| I can' t hide the pain inside | |
| Builder of my own mythology | |
| Just tell me | |
| You' re listening |
| zuò qǔ : Shamaya, Wells | |
| And this is how the world died x2 | |
| I can hear you judging me | |
| I' ll hear your confession | |
| I found the best piece of me | |
| Kneel down | |
| Alone Shivering in the dark | |
| Three centimeters tall | |
| And talk to god | |
| Eating it' s heart | |
| But you will not feast on me today | |
| This is how the world died | |
| Who will slay this thing | |
| I forgive you | |
| Who will play the butcher and | |
| End my suffering | |
| I forgive you | |
| I ed the minds of the masses with the fingers of liberty | |
| This is not a threat | |
| This is not | |
| A threat I' m not perfect | |
| I' m not a beauty queen | |
| I' m just me | |
| I' m just me | |
| We are all | |
| Prisoners here | |
| All shapes and sizes | |
| I' ve screamed for all the women | |
| I' ve never been but hoped | |
| I would be | |
| I' m proud of who | |
| I am Forever | |
| Chasing the sun | |
| I' m proud of me | |
| She bites her trembling mind | |
| It began as all tragedies do | |
| Forgive me x2 | |
| With pain and deception | |
| If you' ll be the paper | |
| I' ll be the pen | |
| This is it | |
| I' ve tasted hell | |
| And it tastes just like you | |
| My final plea | |
| No one is coming to save me | |
| No one is going to change things | |
| The answers will not drop from the sky | |
| I will not one day wake with a different disguise | |
| No The only solution | |
| Is revolution | |
| Art is war | |
| Fight x2 | |
| The odds were always against me | |
| Lose weight | |
| Clearly think | |
| I exist I am broken x2 | |
| If god is my father | |
| Then I am an orphan | |
| I am broken | |
| I am not a mistake x2 | |
| My ancestry is a ghost story | |
| I' m a prophecy | |
| My love life is a crime scene | |
| I' m an omen | |
| My selfesteem is a string of unsolved murders | |
| The radio is brainwashing me filling my head with these | |
| Self conspiracies | |
| I am an emotional nightmare | |
| I can' t hide the pain inside | |
| Builder of my own mythology | |
| Just tell me | |
| You' re listening |