作词 : Ashley Frangipane/Benjamin Levin/Nathan Perez/Magnus August Höiberg/Sergey Galoyan/Trevor Charles Horn/Martin Kierszenbaum/Elena Vladimirovna Kiper/Valerij Valentinovich Polienko/Ivan Nikolaevich Shapovalov
作曲 : Ashley Frangipane/Benjamin Levin/Nathan Perez/Magnus August Höiberg/Sergey Galoyan/Trevor Charles Horn/Martin Kierszenbaum/Elena Vladimirovna Kiper/Valerij Valentinovich Polienko/Ivan Nikolaevich Shapovalov
I,I keep a record of the wreckage of my life
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
They talk s**t,but I love it every time
And I realize
I've tasted blood and it is sweet
I've had the rug pulled beneath my feet
I've trusted lies and some women
Broke down and put myself back together again
Stared in the mirror and punched it to shatters
Collected the pieces and picked out a dagger
I've pinched my skin in between my two fingers
And wished I could cut some parts off with some scissors
Come on could you maybe give me a smile
No,I ain't got nothing to smile about
I got no one to smile for
I waited a while for a moment to say I don't owe you a goddamn thing
I,I keep a record of the wreckage of my life
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
They talk s**t,but I love it every time
And I realize
I'm no sweet dream,but I'm a hell of a night
That I'm no sweet dream,but I'm a hell of a night
No,I won't smile,but I'll show you my teeth
And I'ma let you speak if you just let me breathe
I've been polite,but won't be caught dead
Let her rant,tell me what I should do in my bed
Keep my exes in check in my basement
'Cause kindness is weakness,or worse,you're complacent
I could play nice or I could be a bully
I'm tired and angry,but somebody should be
Come on could you maybe give me a smile
No,I ain't got nothing to smile about
I got no one to smile for,I waited a while for
A moment to say I don't owe you a goddamn thing
I,I keep a record of the wreckage of my life
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
And I realize
I,I keep a record of the wreckage of my life
They talk s**t,but I love it every time
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
They talk s**t,but I love it every time
And I realize
Someone like me can be a real nightmare,completely.But I'd
Rather be a real nightmare,than die unaware,yeah
Someone like me can be a real nightmare,completely aware
But I'm glad to be a real nightmare,so save me your prayers
I,I keep a record of the wreckage of my life
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
They talk s**t,but I love it every time
And I realize
Real nightmare
Real nightmare
Real nightmare
Real nightmare
Real nightmare