| Song | 5 to 9 |
| Artist | A Wilhelm Scream |
| Album | Career Suicide |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Angelini, Levesque, Pereira ... | |
| This grin is ****t eating and fleeting like a catamaran. | |
| Well, this is better than a smile on a dead man. | |
| Watch the hands on a ticking clock for: emotional rock. [Chorus:] | |
| I’ve strangled necks, for ages. | |
| With the fabric of your words. | |
| The bar withstood the raising. | |
| With; skirt chasers allowed. | |
| One bulb, too block the exit. | |
| Two bulbs; too block the sound. | |
| I’ve seen bulbs smash from the ceiling. | |
| At: the light house. | |
| You were the weight of a monolith fighting trying to kill this dream. | |
| I also feel the weight of this suitcase, sinking off. | |
| A 15 year old **** caught amazed of: kabuki faces jumping / screaming ... off the edge. | |
| Wide open and better than the next. | |
| The rest are assholes. | |
| But, I won’t be failed, anymore. | |
| No, I won’t play fair, anymore. | |
| Unless this is the last time, | |
| I sing. [Chorus 2:] | |
| I’ve strangled necks, for ages. | |
| With the fabric of your words. | |
| The fires were amazing. | |
| Why would you put those out? | |
| The gun was not erasing. | |
| The bare hands, snuffed them out. | |
| When: these bulbs smashed from the ceiling. | |
| At the light house. | |
| You won’t be failed, anymore. |
| zuo qu : Angelini, Levesque, Pereira ... | |
| This grin is t eating and fleeting like a catamaran. | |
| Well, this is better than a smile on a dead man. | |
| Watch the hands on a ticking clock for: emotional rock. Chorus: | |
| I' ve strangled necks, for ages. | |
| With the fabric of your words. | |
| The bar withstood the raising. | |
| With skirt chasers allowed. | |
| One bulb, too block the exit. | |
| Two bulbs too block the sound. | |
| I' ve seen bulbs smash from the ceiling. | |
| At: the light house. | |
| You were the weight of a monolith fighting trying to kill this dream. | |
| I also feel the weight of this suitcase, sinking off. | |
| A 15 year old caught amazed of: kabuki faces jumping screaming ... off the edge. | |
| Wide open and better than the next. | |
| The rest are assholes. | |
| But, I won' t be failed, anymore. | |
| No, I won' t play fair, anymore. | |
| Unless this is the last time, | |
| I sing. Chorus 2: | |
| I' ve strangled necks, for ages. | |
| With the fabric of your words. | |
| The fires were amazing. | |
| Why would you put those out? | |
| The gun was not erasing. | |
| The bare hands, snuffed them out. | |
| When: these bulbs smashed from the ceiling. | |
| At the light house. | |
| You won' t be failed, anymore. |
| zuò qǔ : Angelini, Levesque, Pereira ... | |
| This grin is t eating and fleeting like a catamaran. | |
| Well, this is better than a smile on a dead man. | |
| Watch the hands on a ticking clock for: emotional rock. Chorus: | |
| I' ve strangled necks, for ages. | |
| With the fabric of your words. | |
| The bar withstood the raising. | |
| With skirt chasers allowed. | |
| One bulb, too block the exit. | |
| Two bulbs too block the sound. | |
| I' ve seen bulbs smash from the ceiling. | |
| At: the light house. | |
| You were the weight of a monolith fighting trying to kill this dream. | |
| I also feel the weight of this suitcase, sinking off. | |
| A 15 year old caught amazed of: kabuki faces jumping screaming ... off the edge. | |
| Wide open and better than the next. | |
| The rest are assholes. | |
| But, I won' t be failed, anymore. | |
| No, I won' t play fair, anymore. | |
| Unless this is the last time, | |
| I sing. Chorus 2: | |
| I' ve strangled necks, for ages. | |
| With the fabric of your words. | |
| The fires were amazing. | |
| Why would you put those out? | |
| The gun was not erasing. | |
| The bare hands, snuffed them out. | |
| When: these bulbs smashed from the ceiling. | |
| At the light house. | |
| You won' t be failed, anymore. |