| Song | Ungod |
| Artist | Stabbing Westward |
| Album | Ungod |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Hall, Zechman | |
| You don't understand this | |
| I think you never did | |
| Silently i search for a reason to exist | |
| I've found a way to feel you, i feel so fucking old | |
| Your're burning up inside me, but i feel so fucking cold | |
| You are clutched tight in my fingers | |
| You caress my skin so light | |
| You are welling up inside me | |
| You have finally freed yourself | |
| You are flowing 'cross my pale skin | |
| You are running down my arm | |
| You are salty as i taste you | |
| I have finally made you warm | |
| I have finally made you warm | |
| You stare at me so silent, you stare at me so cold | |
| I think you stare right through me, that stare has made me old | |
| I've found a way to fell you, i feel so fucking old | |
| You're burning up inside me, i feel so fucking cold | |
| You are clutched tight in my fingers | |
| You caress my skin so light | |
| You are welling up inside me | |
| You have finally freed yourself | |
| You are flowing 'cross my pale skin | |
| You are running down my arm | |
| You are salty as i taste you | |
| I have finally made you warm | |
| Take this...as an offering | |
| Take this...as a sign | |
| Take this...as an offering | |
| How much can you take from? | |
| How much can you take from me? | |
| I sink into this darkenss, i sink into this cold | |
| This emptiness is calling, i've nothing left to lose | |
| I've found a way to kill you, i feel so fucking cold | |
| You're burning up inside me, i feel so fucking old | |
| You are clutched tight in my fingers | |
| You caress my skin so light | |
| You are welling up inside me | |
| You have finally freed yourself | |
| You are flowing 'cross my pale skin | |
| You are running down my arm | |
| You are salty as i taste you | |
| I have finally made you warm | |
| Take this...as an offering | |
| Take this...as a sign | |
| Take this...as an offering | |
| How much can you take from? | |
| How much can you take from? | |
| Take this...as an offering | |
| Take this...as a sign | |
| Take this...as an offering | |
| How much can you take from? | |
| How much can you take from me? |
| zuo ci : Hall, Zechman | |
| You don' t understand this | |
| I think you never did | |
| Silently i search for a reason to exist | |
| I' ve found a way to feel you, i feel so fucking old | |
| Your' re burning up inside me, but i feel so fucking cold | |
| You are clutched tight in my fingers | |
| You caress my skin so light | |
| You are welling up inside me | |
| You have finally freed yourself | |
| You are flowing ' cross my pale skin | |
| You are running down my arm | |
| You are salty as i taste you | |
| I have finally made you warm | |
| I have finally made you warm | |
| You stare at me so silent, you stare at me so cold | |
| I think you stare right through me, that stare has made me old | |
| I' ve found a way to fell you, i feel so fucking old | |
| You' re burning up inside me, i feel so fucking cold | |
| You are clutched tight in my fingers | |
| You caress my skin so light | |
| You are welling up inside me | |
| You have finally freed yourself | |
| You are flowing ' cross my pale skin | |
| You are running down my arm | |
| You are salty as i taste you | |
| I have finally made you warm | |
| Take this... as an offering | |
| Take this... as a sign | |
| Take this... as an offering | |
| How much can you take from? | |
| How much can you take from me? | |
| I sink into this darkenss, i sink into this cold | |
| This emptiness is calling, i' ve nothing left to lose | |
| I' ve found a way to kill you, i feel so fucking cold | |
| You' re burning up inside me, i feel so fucking old | |
| You are clutched tight in my fingers | |
| You caress my skin so light | |
| You are welling up inside me | |
| You have finally freed yourself | |
| You are flowing ' cross my pale skin | |
| You are running down my arm | |
| You are salty as i taste you | |
| I have finally made you warm | |
| Take this... as an offering | |
| Take this... as a sign | |
| Take this... as an offering | |
| How much can you take from? | |
| How much can you take from? | |
| Take this... as an offering | |
| Take this... as a sign | |
| Take this... as an offering | |
| How much can you take from? | |
| How much can you take from me? |
| zuò cí : Hall, Zechman | |
| You don' t understand this | |
| I think you never did | |
| Silently i search for a reason to exist | |
| I' ve found a way to feel you, i feel so fucking old | |
| Your' re burning up inside me, but i feel so fucking cold | |
| You are clutched tight in my fingers | |
| You caress my skin so light | |
| You are welling up inside me | |
| You have finally freed yourself | |
| You are flowing ' cross my pale skin | |
| You are running down my arm | |
| You are salty as i taste you | |
| I have finally made you warm | |
| I have finally made you warm | |
| You stare at me so silent, you stare at me so cold | |
| I think you stare right through me, that stare has made me old | |
| I' ve found a way to fell you, i feel so fucking old | |
| You' re burning up inside me, i feel so fucking cold | |
| You are clutched tight in my fingers | |
| You caress my skin so light | |
| You are welling up inside me | |
| You have finally freed yourself | |
| You are flowing ' cross my pale skin | |
| You are running down my arm | |
| You are salty as i taste you | |
| I have finally made you warm | |
| Take this... as an offering | |
| Take this... as a sign | |
| Take this... as an offering | |
| How much can you take from? | |
| How much can you take from me? | |
| I sink into this darkenss, i sink into this cold | |
| This emptiness is calling, i' ve nothing left to lose | |
| I' ve found a way to kill you, i feel so fucking cold | |
| You' re burning up inside me, i feel so fucking old | |
| You are clutched tight in my fingers | |
| You caress my skin so light | |
| You are welling up inside me | |
| You have finally freed yourself | |
| You are flowing ' cross my pale skin | |
| You are running down my arm | |
| You are salty as i taste you | |
| I have finally made you warm | |
| Take this... as an offering | |
| Take this... as a sign | |
| Take this... as an offering | |
| How much can you take from? | |
| How much can you take from? | |
| Take this... as an offering | |
| Take this... as a sign | |
| Take this... as an offering | |
| How much can you take from? | |
| How much can you take from me? |