| Song | Dave Goes To Hollywood |
| Artist | The Black Dahlia Murder |
| Album | Miasma |
| 作曲 : Black Dahlia Murder ... | |
| We of blood frozen so thick, it cannot thaw | |
| Joints lubricated by sweet alcohol | |
| Liver dissolving, eyelids but heavy sheets | |
| Ignorant bliss and the bloodshot secrets it will keep | |
| Pills, if you wouldn't mind | |
| Clouds of vapor to stretch out the miles | |
| Hungover, we'll greet a certain death | |
| With a flash of chipped tooth smile | |
| Each cities' demons buried beneath | |
| In this campaign of vice | |
| Our drinking song, a reprise | |
| A slow blur existence | |
| Wading knee deep in sin | |
| Clutch at the ulcer | |
| Acknowledge the frailties within | |
| At dawn we begin again | |
| You who have never seen your breath, are you alive? | |
| This mitten clenches in a fist to kiss this ****ing world goodnight | |
| Destroyer, my only keeper | |
| I kneel unto your amber gates | |
| (And) pray you'll kill the ugliness that sleep won't take away | |
| Free drinks... they shall not kill us | |
| They only warm our ****ing bones! | |
| But late at night, I can't forget your laugh | |
| And everything I used to know | |
| BUT I'VE NEVER SEEN SO MANY FACES | |
| BUT I'VE NEVER FELT THIS ALL ALONE | |
| BUT I GUESS THIS IS WHAT I'VE ALWAYS WANTED | |
| A FOUR-WHEELED COFFIN TO CALL HOME | |
| I will not ask another name | |
| Disappearing faster than they came | |
| Are you having fun? | |
| Are you entertained? | |
| Another heart-shaped bruise | |
| Another friend back home I'll lose | |
| Am I missing something? | |
| What is left to prove? | |
| Another heated first-name **** | |
| Another stroke of dead man's luck | |
| Another year I can't replace | |
| ANOTHER TEAR SENT DOWN HER FACE | |
| At dawn we begin again | |
| Till our deaths shall bring an end | |
| You who have never seen your breath, are you alive? | |
| This mitten clenches in a fist to kiss this ****ing world goodnight | |
| Destroyer, my only keeper | |
| I kneel unto your amber gates | |
| (And) pray you'll kill the ugliness that sleep won't take away |
| zuò qǔ : Black Dahlia Murder ... | |
| We of blood frozen so thick, it cannot thaw | |
| Joints lubricated by sweet alcohol | |
| Liver dissolving, eyelids but heavy sheets | |
| Ignorant bliss and the bloodshot secrets it will keep | |
| Pills, if you wouldn' t mind | |
| Clouds of vapor to stretch out the miles | |
| Hungover, we' ll greet a certain death | |
| With a flash of chipped tooth smile | |
| Each cities' demons buried beneath | |
| In this campaign of vice | |
| Our drinking song, a reprise | |
| A slow blur existence | |
| Wading knee deep in sin | |
| Clutch at the ulcer | |
| Acknowledge the frailties within | |
| At dawn we begin again | |
| You who have never seen your breath, are you alive? | |
| This mitten clenches in a fist to kiss this ing world goodnight | |
| Destroyer, my only keeper | |
| I kneel unto your amber gates | |
| And pray you' ll kill the ugliness that sleep won' t take away | |
| Free drinks... they shall not kill us | |
| They only warm our ing bones! | |
| But late at night, I can' t forget your laugh | |
| And everything I used to know | |
| BUT I' VE NEVER SEEN SO MANY FACES | |
| BUT I' VE NEVER FELT THIS ALL ALONE | |
| BUT I GUESS THIS IS WHAT I' VE ALWAYS WANTED | |
| A FOURWHEELED COFFIN TO CALL HOME | |
| I will not ask another name | |
| Disappearing faster than they came | |
| Are you having fun? | |
| Are you entertained? | |
| Another heartshaped bruise | |
| Another friend back home I' ll lose | |
| Am I missing something? | |
| What is left to prove? | |
| Another heated firstname | |
| Another stroke of dead man' s luck | |
| Another year I can' t replace | |
| ANOTHER TEAR SENT DOWN HER FACE | |
| At dawn we begin again | |
| Till our deaths shall bring an end | |
| You who have never seen your breath, are you alive? | |
| This mitten clenches in a fist to kiss this ing world goodnight | |
| Destroyer, my only keeper | |
| I kneel unto your amber gates | |
| And pray you' ll kill the ugliness that sleep won' t take away |