| 作曲 : Brodsky, Cave In | |
| Pop culture with a pin | |
| Watch it wheeze in the air like a dying balloon | |
| A mistake dawned on me | |
| And the rest of my tribe: "Your wish is our command" | |
| No really, it's OK | |
| Give yourself a group hug and a pat on the back | |
| No really, it's alright | |
| Pose your best for a shot from the firing squad | |
| Choosing my defence | |
| I'll stay on the fence | |
| Sneak a gun through the gates of heaven | |
| Raiding tomorrow's prayers with a stained silver bullet | |
| Oh how it kills me waiting to follow through | |
| On a dare | |
| Pop culture with a pill | |
| Watch it make all the worms in your mind disappear | |
| Maybe so, maybe not | |
| Never sure if it's me underneath a white sheet | |
| Halloween Halloween | |
| With a mask I can be your new friend for a while | |
| Trick or treat, trick or treat | |
| There's a razorblade inside your candy bar | |
| Choosing my defence | |
| I'll stay on the fence | |
| Choosing my defence | |
| I'll stay on the fence | |
| Sneak a gun through the gates of heaven | |
| Raiding tomorrow's prayers with a stained silver bullet | |
| Oh how it kills me waiting to follow through | |
| On a dare, dare | |
| Choosing my defence | |
| I'll stay on the fence | |
| Pop culture on your skin | |
| You cannot keep your fingers away from your face | |
| Memories are haunting me | |
| Like fish floating dead at the top of a tank | |
| Sneak a gun through the gates of heaven | |
| Raiding tomorrow's prayers with a stained silver bullet | |
| Oh how it kills me waiting to follow through | |
| On a dare, dare | |
| Choosing my defence | |
| I'll stay on the fence | |
| On a dare, dare | |
| On a dare, dare! |
| zuo qu : Brodsky, Cave In | |
| Pop culture with a pin | |
| Watch it wheeze in the air like a dying balloon | |
| A mistake dawned on me | |
| And the rest of my tribe: " Your wish is our command" | |
| No really, it' s OK | |
| Give yourself a group hug and a pat on the back | |
| No really, it' s alright | |
| Pose your best for a shot from the firing squad | |
| Choosing my defence | |
| I' ll stay on the fence | |
| Sneak a gun through the gates of heaven | |
| Raiding tomorrow' s prayers with a stained silver bullet | |
| Oh how it kills me waiting to follow through | |
| On a dare | |
| Pop culture with a pill | |
| Watch it make all the worms in your mind disappear | |
| Maybe so, maybe not | |
| Never sure if it' s me underneath a white sheet | |
| Halloween Halloween | |
| With a mask I can be your new friend for a while | |
| Trick or treat, trick or treat | |
| There' s a razorblade inside your candy bar | |
| Choosing my defence | |
| I' ll stay on the fence | |
| Choosing my defence | |
| I' ll stay on the fence | |
| Sneak a gun through the gates of heaven | |
| Raiding tomorrow' s prayers with a stained silver bullet | |
| Oh how it kills me waiting to follow through | |
| On a dare, dare | |
| Choosing my defence | |
| I' ll stay on the fence | |
| Pop culture on your skin | |
| You cannot keep your fingers away from your face | |
| Memories are haunting me | |
| Like fish floating dead at the top of a tank | |
| Sneak a gun through the gates of heaven | |
| Raiding tomorrow' s prayers with a stained silver bullet | |
| Oh how it kills me waiting to follow through | |
| On a dare, dare | |
| Choosing my defence | |
| I' ll stay on the fence | |
| On a dare, dare | |
| On a dare, dare! |
| zuò qǔ : Brodsky, Cave In | |
| Pop culture with a pin | |
| Watch it wheeze in the air like a dying balloon | |
| A mistake dawned on me | |
| And the rest of my tribe: " Your wish is our command" | |
| No really, it' s OK | |
| Give yourself a group hug and a pat on the back | |
| No really, it' s alright | |
| Pose your best for a shot from the firing squad | |
| Choosing my defence | |
| I' ll stay on the fence | |
| Sneak a gun through the gates of heaven | |
| Raiding tomorrow' s prayers with a stained silver bullet | |
| Oh how it kills me waiting to follow through | |
| On a dare | |
| Pop culture with a pill | |
| Watch it make all the worms in your mind disappear | |
| Maybe so, maybe not | |
| Never sure if it' s me underneath a white sheet | |
| Halloween Halloween | |
| With a mask I can be your new friend for a while | |
| Trick or treat, trick or treat | |
| There' s a razorblade inside your candy bar | |
| Choosing my defence | |
| I' ll stay on the fence | |
| Choosing my defence | |
| I' ll stay on the fence | |
| Sneak a gun through the gates of heaven | |
| Raiding tomorrow' s prayers with a stained silver bullet | |
| Oh how it kills me waiting to follow through | |
| On a dare, dare | |
| Choosing my defence | |
| I' ll stay on the fence | |
| Pop culture on your skin | |
| You cannot keep your fingers away from your face | |
| Memories are haunting me | |
| Like fish floating dead at the top of a tank | |
| Sneak a gun through the gates of heaven | |
| Raiding tomorrow' s prayers with a stained silver bullet | |
| Oh how it kills me waiting to follow through | |
| On a dare, dare | |
| Choosing my defence | |
| I' ll stay on the fence | |
| On a dare, dare | |
| On a dare, dare! |