| Song | Afraid To Die |
| Artist | Tad Morose |
| Album | Modus Vivendi |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Urban breed | |
| Don't you ever, no don't forget | |
| You know I mean it | |
| The subtle fear we feel | |
| The sudden rift inside | |
| In the remnants of this broken mind | |
| I lie here still afraid to die | |
| Once you promised and | |
| I will hold you to it | |
| Do you remember how | |
| I savoured every word? | |
| You stand beside me but | |
| I fear you cannot face me | |
| Time's no longer on my side | |
| Time runs out | |
| Without you by my side | |
| There's naught to say | |
| I cannot turn this tide | |
| And now I know | |
| We're just putting on a show here | |
| It's no use now | |
| I'm still afraid to die | |
| I am telling you | |
| Oh yes, I am telling you | |
| There comes a time when we must face what we've become | |
| In silent mutiny you stonewall everything, | |
| I mean What's left unsaid has hurt me | |
| Oh, beyond compare | |
| So when I say to you | |
| I'll make you pay, it's true | |
| You'd better listen these may be my final words | |
| Make no mistake my friend | |
| I'll hold you 'til the bitter end | |
| Oh, face the music | |
| Get a grip now, say farewell |
| zuo ci : Urban breed | |
| Don' t you ever, no don' t forget | |
| You know I mean it | |
| The subtle fear we feel | |
| The sudden rift inside | |
| In the remnants of this broken mind | |
| I lie here still afraid to die | |
| Once you promised and | |
| I will hold you to it | |
| Do you remember how | |
| I savoured every word? | |
| You stand beside me but | |
| I fear you cannot face me | |
| Time' s no longer on my side | |
| Time runs out | |
| Without you by my side | |
| There' s naught to say | |
| I cannot turn this tide | |
| And now I know | |
| We' re just putting on a show here | |
| It' s no use now | |
| I' m still afraid to die | |
| I am telling you | |
| Oh yes, I am telling you | |
| There comes a time when we must face what we' ve become | |
| In silent mutiny you stonewall everything, | |
| I mean What' s left unsaid has hurt me | |
| Oh, beyond compare | |
| So when I say to you | |
| I' ll make you pay, it' s true | |
| You' d better listen these may be my final words | |
| Make no mistake my friend | |
| I' ll hold you ' til the bitter end | |
| Oh, face the music | |
| Get a grip now, say farewell |
| zuò cí : Urban breed | |
| Don' t you ever, no don' t forget | |
| You know I mean it | |
| The subtle fear we feel | |
| The sudden rift inside | |
| In the remnants of this broken mind | |
| I lie here still afraid to die | |
| Once you promised and | |
| I will hold you to it | |
| Do you remember how | |
| I savoured every word? | |
| You stand beside me but | |
| I fear you cannot face me | |
| Time' s no longer on my side | |
| Time runs out | |
| Without you by my side | |
| There' s naught to say | |
| I cannot turn this tide | |
| And now I know | |
| We' re just putting on a show here | |
| It' s no use now | |
| I' m still afraid to die | |
| I am telling you | |
| Oh yes, I am telling you | |
| There comes a time when we must face what we' ve become | |
| In silent mutiny you stonewall everything, | |
| I mean What' s left unsaid has hurt me | |
| Oh, beyond compare | |
| So when I say to you | |
| I' ll make you pay, it' s true | |
| You' d better listen these may be my final words | |
| Make no mistake my friend | |
| I' ll hold you ' til the bitter end | |
| Oh, face the music | |
| Get a grip now, say farewell |