| Song | Diokhan |
| Artist | Guano Apes |
| Album | Walking On A Thin Line |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Guano Apes | |
| 作词 : Sandra Nasic | |
| Stand up | |
| don sit in the dark | |
| or should i call out the name of d.k. | |
| the penetration of my brain is so sick | |
| I feel it every night | |
| wounds and licks | |
| beyond the days of sympathy | |
| a tragic friendship is lost in me | |
| now pull the nails out of my body | |
| the beast is a mirror | |
| and the mirror shot me | |
| Would you leave my head | |
| I inside your crimes | |
| calling out the name of d.k. | |
| Stand up | |
| don sit in the dark | |
| you are still creeping here | |
| and drinking another shark | |
| the illustration of your mind | |
| is just a trick | |
| I smell it everywhere | |
| rooks tres chique | |
| beyond the nights of agony | |
| a thousand friendships live in me | |
| I pull the nails out of my body | |
| the beast is a rhythm | |
| and the rhythm got me | |
| Would you leave my head | |
| I inside your mind | |
| calling out the name of d.k. | |
| Vanity | |
| is a therapy | |
| in your eyes | |
| no you got to learn how to breathe | |
| irony | |
| is security | |
| in your eyes | |
| no you got to learn how to breathe | |
| Like a spy in my own army | |
| you have come to | |
| march all over me | |
| I turn my back | |
| you took your chance | |
| I feel the knife | |
| twist and turn in me |
| zuo qu : Guano Apes | |
| zuo ci : Sandra Nasic | |
| Stand up | |
| don sit in the dark | |
| or should i call out the name of d. k. | |
| the penetration of my brain is so sick | |
| I feel it every night | |
| wounds and licks | |
| beyond the days of sympathy | |
| a tragic friendship is lost in me | |
| now pull the nails out of my body | |
| the beast is a mirror | |
| and the mirror shot me | |
| Would you leave my head | |
| I inside your crimes | |
| calling out the name of d. k. | |
| Stand up | |
| don sit in the dark | |
| you are still creeping here | |
| and drinking another shark | |
| the illustration of your mind | |
| is just a trick | |
| I smell it everywhere | |
| rooks tres chique | |
| beyond the nights of agony | |
| a thousand friendships live in me | |
| I pull the nails out of my body | |
| the beast is a rhythm | |
| and the rhythm got me | |
| Would you leave my head | |
| I inside your mind | |
| calling out the name of d. k. | |
| Vanity | |
| is a therapy | |
| in your eyes | |
| no you got to learn how to breathe | |
| irony | |
| is security | |
| in your eyes | |
| no you got to learn how to breathe | |
| Like a spy in my own army | |
| you have come to | |
| march all over me | |
| I turn my back | |
| you took your chance | |
| I feel the knife | |
| twist and turn in me |
| zuò qǔ : Guano Apes | |
| zuò cí : Sandra Nasic | |
| Stand up | |
| don sit in the dark | |
| or should i call out the name of d. k. | |
| the penetration of my brain is so sick | |
| I feel it every night | |
| wounds and licks | |
| beyond the days of sympathy | |
| a tragic friendship is lost in me | |
| now pull the nails out of my body | |
| the beast is a mirror | |
| and the mirror shot me | |
| Would you leave my head | |
| I inside your crimes | |
| calling out the name of d. k. | |
| Stand up | |
| don sit in the dark | |
| you are still creeping here | |
| and drinking another shark | |
| the illustration of your mind | |
| is just a trick | |
| I smell it everywhere | |
| rooks tres chique | |
| beyond the nights of agony | |
| a thousand friendships live in me | |
| I pull the nails out of my body | |
| the beast is a rhythm | |
| and the rhythm got me | |
| Would you leave my head | |
| I inside your mind | |
| calling out the name of d. k. | |
| Vanity | |
| is a therapy | |
| in your eyes | |
| no you got to learn how to breathe | |
| irony | |
| is security | |
| in your eyes | |
| no you got to learn how to breathe | |
| Like a spy in my own army | |
| you have come to | |
| march all over me | |
| I turn my back | |
| you took your chance | |
| I feel the knife | |
| twist and turn in me |