| Song | Nightmares Win 6-0 |
| Artist | A Static Lullaby |
| Album | ...And Don't Forget to Breathe |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Static Lullaby | |
| This nightmare ends. | |
| as the cocoon fills with oil. | |
| fossils bocome waste upon cemented wings. | |
| on the rocks father spills memories of mothers eyes. | |
| a kiss turns to brandy. | |
| a dagger learns to cut hair. | |
| lipstick stains her addiction... | |
| watch the cresent moon turn clouds into frowns. | |
| watch to sea swallow and forget... | |
| given up ambiton for and legs... | |
| venom engulfs the most precious fairy tales. | |
| goldilocks fogets the bite for prince charming... | |
| each window breaths smoke, pacement paces while ciggarettes burn. | |
| a tribal affair rises the masses of broken hearts left at her door |
| zuo qu : Static Lullaby | |
| This nightmare ends. | |
| as the cocoon fills with oil. | |
| fossils bocome waste upon cemented wings. | |
| on the rocks father spills memories of mothers eyes. | |
| a kiss turns to brandy. | |
| a dagger learns to cut hair. | |
| lipstick stains her addiction... | |
| watch the cresent moon turn clouds into frowns. | |
| watch to sea swallow and forget... | |
| given up ambiton for and legs... | |
| venom engulfs the most precious fairy tales. | |
| goldilocks fogets the bite for prince charming... | |
| each window breaths smoke, pacement paces while ciggarettes burn. | |
| a tribal affair rises the masses of broken hearts left at her door |
| zuò qǔ : Static Lullaby | |
| This nightmare ends. | |
| as the cocoon fills with oil. | |
| fossils bocome waste upon cemented wings. | |
| on the rocks father spills memories of mothers eyes. | |
| a kiss turns to brandy. | |
| a dagger learns to cut hair. | |
| lipstick stains her addiction... | |
| watch the cresent moon turn clouds into frowns. | |
| watch to sea swallow and forget... | |
| given up ambiton for and legs... | |
| venom engulfs the most precious fairy tales. | |
| goldilocks fogets the bite for prince charming... | |
| each window breaths smoke, pacement paces while ciggarettes burn. | |
| a tribal affair rises the masses of broken hearts left at her door |