歌手:Bring Me the Horizon
专辑:《Count Your Blessings》

作曲 : Matt Nicholls/Matt Kean/Oliver Sykes/Lee Malia/Curtis Ward
Dead hands clutch my arm
The smell of death fills the air
Her fragrance,
Her carcass reanimates.
Oh, if you need me
I'll be tying a rope to the tree
Around where our love used to be.
I've took down every photo of us and buried them at sea.
I've took down every photo of us and buried them at sea.
Don't worry sweetie
Beauty is only skin deep.
Psyche!
Your beauty is no more.
So why don't you just **** yourself, you ******* whore.
Oh!
Your beauty is no, no more.
So why don't you just **** yourself, you stupid ******* whore.
Well I should have known,
Not to look into her eyes
I'm cast to stone,
Her glare was my demise!
Medusa.
Medusa.
Oh!
Your beauty is no, no more.
So why don't you just **** yourself, you ******* whore.
Dead hands clutch my arm
The smell of death fills the air
Her fragrance,
Her carcass reanimates.
(Since you left me)
I've never
(Since you left me)
Been the same.
(Since you left me)
I've never
(Since you left me)
Been the ******* same.
Go!
Hour by hour, day by day.
Your memory will fade away.
Every sunrise, every sunset
Will help me to forget your name,
Your smile, your eyes
Medusa.
Decapitate her and bring her head to Athena
Unlike her sisters, She ain't no deathless God.
This is for everytime you stabbed me in the back
For every notch in your bed post
This is for everytime you stabbed me in the back
For every notch in your bed post, baby!