| Song | Dissect Me |
| Artist | Hollow Front |
| Album | Still Life |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Jordan Stewart/Tyler Tate/Joshua McCormack/CODY DAVIS/Tyler Damron | |
| 作词 : Tyler Tate | |
| Can I be fixed? | |
| Or am I just a lost cause? | |
| Strap me down | |
| Cut me open | |
| And you'll find out what's wrong | |
| This curse is in my blood | |
| A wide-spreading sickness | |
| The whole world's afraid of | |
| I swear I'm dangling | |
| At the end of my rope | |
| Counting down the seconds until I ****ing choke | |
| And it's getting harder each and every day | |
| To push through the bullshit | |
| In this hell, I have made | |
| I'm broken, I'm torn | |
| Sometimes I wish I'd never been born | |
| Dissect me, perfect me | |
| Sew me up | |
| And forever regret me | |
| But you'll never forget me | |
| Dissect me | |
| Show the world what they've been missing | |
| I'm running out of places to hide | |
| Pull me apart | |
| Discard what's left inside | |
| Dissect me | |
| Show the world what they've been missing | |
| Pull me from the depths of my own mind | |
| Pull me, from the darkness of my own mind | |
| And now I'm back again | |
| Always scraping the bottom | |
| Searching for the broken pieces of me | |
| I swear there's always a problem | |
| My hatred of you is the only thing I can see | |
| I'm always running, I'm always running | |
| Without reflection, with no direction | |
| A disappointment I'll always be | |
| I'm broken, I'm torn | |
| Sometimes I wish I'd never been born | |
| Dissect me, perfect me | |
| Sew me up | |
| And forever regret me | |
| I'm broken, I'm scarred | |
| Sometimes I wish I'd never fallen this far | |
| Dissect me, perfect me | |
| Sew me up and you'll never forget me | |
| You'll never forget me |
| zuo qu : Jordan Stewart Tyler Tate Joshua McCormack CODY DAVIS Tyler Damron | |
| zuo ci : Tyler Tate | |
| Can I be fixed? | |
| Or am I just a lost cause? | |
| Strap me down | |
| Cut me open | |
| And you' ll find out what' s wrong | |
| This curse is in my blood | |
| A widespreading sickness | |
| The whole world' s afraid of | |
| I swear I' m dangling | |
| At the end of my rope | |
| Counting down the seconds until I ing choke | |
| And it' s getting harder each and every day | |
| To push through the bullshit | |
| In this hell, I have made | |
| I' m broken, I' m torn | |
| Sometimes I wish I' d never been born | |
| Dissect me, perfect me | |
| Sew me up | |
| And forever regret me | |
| But you' ll never forget me | |
| Dissect me | |
| Show the world what they' ve been missing | |
| I' m running out of places to hide | |
| Pull me apart | |
| Discard what' s left inside | |
| Dissect me | |
| Show the world what they' ve been missing | |
| Pull me from the depths of my own mind | |
| Pull me, from the darkness of my own mind | |
| And now I' m back again | |
| Always scraping the bottom | |
| Searching for the broken pieces of me | |
| I swear there' s always a problem | |
| My hatred of you is the only thing I can see | |
| I' m always running, I' m always running | |
| Without reflection, with no direction | |
| A disappointment I' ll always be | |
| I' m broken, I' m torn | |
| Sometimes I wish I' d never been born | |
| Dissect me, perfect me | |
| Sew me up | |
| And forever regret me | |
| I' m broken, I' m scarred | |
| Sometimes I wish I' d never fallen this far | |
| Dissect me, perfect me | |
| Sew me up and you' ll never forget me | |
| You' ll never forget me |
| zuò qǔ : Jordan Stewart Tyler Tate Joshua McCormack CODY DAVIS Tyler Damron | |
| zuò cí : Tyler Tate | |
| Can I be fixed? | |
| Or am I just a lost cause? | |
| Strap me down | |
| Cut me open | |
| And you' ll find out what' s wrong | |
| This curse is in my blood | |
| A widespreading sickness | |
| The whole world' s afraid of | |
| I swear I' m dangling | |
| At the end of my rope | |
| Counting down the seconds until I ing choke | |
| And it' s getting harder each and every day | |
| To push through the bullshit | |
| In this hell, I have made | |
| I' m broken, I' m torn | |
| Sometimes I wish I' d never been born | |
| Dissect me, perfect me | |
| Sew me up | |
| And forever regret me | |
| But you' ll never forget me | |
| Dissect me | |
| Show the world what they' ve been missing | |
| I' m running out of places to hide | |
| Pull me apart | |
| Discard what' s left inside | |
| Dissect me | |
| Show the world what they' ve been missing | |
| Pull me from the depths of my own mind | |
| Pull me, from the darkness of my own mind | |
| And now I' m back again | |
| Always scraping the bottom | |
| Searching for the broken pieces of me | |
| I swear there' s always a problem | |
| My hatred of you is the only thing I can see | |
| I' m always running, I' m always running | |
| Without reflection, with no direction | |
| A disappointment I' ll always be | |
| I' m broken, I' m torn | |
| Sometimes I wish I' d never been born | |
| Dissect me, perfect me | |
| Sew me up | |
| And forever regret me | |
| I' m broken, I' m scarred | |
| Sometimes I wish I' d never fallen this far | |
| Dissect me, perfect me | |
| Sew me up and you' ll never forget me | |
| You' ll never forget me |