| Song | Drawing Blood |
| Artist | Stuck Mojo |
| Album | Declaration Of A Headhunter |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Ward | |
| Slit the wrist, the devil's kiss evil days it slips | |
| I loathe them and hate them for | |
| Their sickly toxic presence | |
| For the country | |
| I love they | |
| Show no god damn reverence | |
| No character, no pride | |
| A man without a sense of dignity | |
| Collectivist mindset, a danger to our liberty | |
| I feel the need to kill the seed | |
| To bleed the breed of this disease | |
| Happiness and ignorance as long | |
| Until the day that freedom's gone | |
| As he can pay the rent | |
| Utopian society, a welfare state for you and me | |
| Until the day that freedom's gone | |
| I smell it, | |
| I taste it | |
| It runs through my blood, | |
| I'm freeI see the fear in your eyes | |
| I'm not afraid to bleed | |
| Fingertips my freedom grip | |
| Survivalist of the apocalypse |
| zuo qu : Ward | |
| Slit the wrist, the devil' s kiss evil days it slips | |
| I loathe them and hate them for | |
| Their sickly toxic presence | |
| For the country | |
| I love they | |
| Show no god damn reverence | |
| No character, no pride | |
| A man without a sense of dignity | |
| Collectivist mindset, a danger to our liberty | |
| I feel the need to kill the seed | |
| To bleed the breed of this disease | |
| Happiness and ignorance as long | |
| Until the day that freedom' s gone | |
| As he can pay the rent | |
| Utopian society, a welfare state for you and me | |
| Until the day that freedom' s gone | |
| I smell it, | |
| I taste it | |
| It runs through my blood, | |
| I' m freeI see the fear in your eyes | |
| I' m not afraid to bleed | |
| Fingertips my freedom grip | |
| Survivalist of the apocalypse |
| zuò qǔ : Ward | |
| Slit the wrist, the devil' s kiss evil days it slips | |
| I loathe them and hate them for | |
| Their sickly toxic presence | |
| For the country | |
| I love they | |
| Show no god damn reverence | |
| No character, no pride | |
| A man without a sense of dignity | |
| Collectivist mindset, a danger to our liberty | |
| I feel the need to kill the seed | |
| To bleed the breed of this disease | |
| Happiness and ignorance as long | |
| Until the day that freedom' s gone | |
| As he can pay the rent | |
| Utopian society, a welfare state for you and me | |
| Until the day that freedom' s gone | |
| I smell it, | |
| I taste it | |
| It runs through my blood, | |
| I' m freeI see the fear in your eyes | |
| I' m not afraid to bleed | |
| Fingertips my freedom grip | |
| Survivalist of the apocalypse |