Bài hát Regrets Báo Lỗi

I've got a delicate mind

I've got a dangerous nature

And my fist collides

With your furniture

I've got a delicate mind

I've got a dangerous nature

And my fist collides

With your furniture


I'm an electric wire

And I'm stuck inside your head


I'm a hungry Mohican

I've got a razor blade smile

So don't come near me

I've got a singular style

Fifteen senses

Are on my plate

All the things

You love to hate


I'm an electric wire

And I'm stuck inside your head


Where I go to no one knows

Find me where the cold wind blows

Regrets


Black is red and red is white

In this country I do what I like

Regrets


(That's right that's right..)