| Song | Blue Bruises |
| Artist | The Panic Channel |
| Album | (ONe) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Isaacs | |
| Another lifetime ago two people made | |
| One solemn vow to love honor and obey | |
| Now we got nothing but the shame | |
| And lame excuses | |
| Hold me down but you won't hold me back | |
| Somehow this bruise will be the last | |
| This bruise will be | |
| The last This bruise will be | |
| The last It's hard to talk | |
| With your tongue between your teeth | |
| It's hard to walk | |
| With only the eggshells underneath | |
| The stabbing of winter white will reap | |
| Fresh abuses | |
| Hold me down but you won't hold me back | |
| Somehow this bruise will be the last | |
| This bruise will be | |
| The last This bruise will be | |
| The last Hold me down but you won't hold me back... | |
| Hold me down but you won't hold me back | |
| Somehow this bruise will be the last | |
| I'm gone, | |
| I'm never coming back | |
| Mark my words - | |
| These black eyes | |
| When they've healed | |
| Will have seen | |
| The end |
| zuo qu : Isaacs | |
| Another lifetime ago two people made | |
| One solemn vow to love honor and obey | |
| Now we got nothing but the shame | |
| And lame excuses | |
| Hold me down but you won' t hold me back | |
| Somehow this bruise will be the last | |
| This bruise will be | |
| The last This bruise will be | |
| The last It' s hard to talk | |
| With your tongue between your teeth | |
| It' s hard to walk | |
| With only the eggshells underneath | |
| The stabbing of winter white will reap | |
| Fresh abuses | |
| Hold me down but you won' t hold me back | |
| Somehow this bruise will be the last | |
| This bruise will be | |
| The last This bruise will be | |
| The last Hold me down but you won' t hold me back... | |
| Hold me down but you won' t hold me back | |
| Somehow this bruise will be the last | |
| I' m gone, | |
| I' m never coming back | |
| Mark my words | |
| These black eyes | |
| When they' ve healed | |
| Will have seen | |
| The end |
| zuò qǔ : Isaacs | |
| Another lifetime ago two people made | |
| One solemn vow to love honor and obey | |
| Now we got nothing but the shame | |
| And lame excuses | |
| Hold me down but you won' t hold me back | |
| Somehow this bruise will be the last | |
| This bruise will be | |
| The last This bruise will be | |
| The last It' s hard to talk | |
| With your tongue between your teeth | |
| It' s hard to walk | |
| With only the eggshells underneath | |
| The stabbing of winter white will reap | |
| Fresh abuses | |
| Hold me down but you won' t hold me back | |
| Somehow this bruise will be the last | |
| This bruise will be | |
| The last This bruise will be | |
| The last Hold me down but you won' t hold me back... | |
| Hold me down but you won' t hold me back | |
| Somehow this bruise will be the last | |
| I' m gone, | |
| I' m never coming back | |
| Mark my words | |
| These black eyes | |
| When they' ve healed | |
| Will have seen | |
| The end |