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  • 作曲 : Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
    I'm a constant sinner, a conscience killer
    I'm a righteous heartache, never gonna let you get close to mine
    I'm a punk every time, give me little room
    And I'll spit in your eye
    'Cause it don't mean all that much
    Does it, boy? We never really had a choice
    No, it don't mean all that much to us, boy
    We never really had a choice, we're conscience killers
    I'm a red blooded sickness, there was no way around it
    I'm a fine line teaser, never been nothing but a cheater
    I'm a son of the night, give a little room
    And I'll spit in your eye
    'Cause it don't mean all that much
    Does it, boy? We never really had a choice
    No, it don't mean all that much to us, boy
    We never really had a choice, we're conscience killers
    Don't want no conscience at all
    I'm nails, I'm a knife
    I'm a preacher with a gun, I'm a one man lie
    I'm a king, I'm a ruse
    I'm born again with no life to lose
    'Cause it don't mean all that much
    Does it, boy? We never really had a choice
    No, it don't mean all that much to us, boy
    We never really had a choice, we're conscience killers
    Don't want no conscience at all
  • 作曲 : Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
    I'm a constant sinner, a conscience killer
    I'm a righteous heartache, never gonna let you get close to mine
    I'm a punk every time, give me little room
    And I'll spit in your eye
    'Cause it don't mean all that much
    Does it, boy? We never really had a choice
    No, it don't mean all that much to us, boy
    We never really had a choice, we're conscience killers
    I'm a red blooded sickness, there was no way around it
    I'm a fine line teaser, never been nothing but a cheater
    I'm a son of the night, give a little room
    And I'll spit in your eye
    'Cause it don't mean all that much
    Does it, boy? We never really had a choice
    No, it don't mean all that much to us, boy
    We never really had a choice, we're conscience killers
    Don't want no conscience at all
    I'm nails, I'm a knife
    I'm a preacher with a gun, I'm a one man lie
    I'm a king, I'm a ruse
    I'm born again with no life to lose
    'Cause it don't mean all that much
    Does it, boy? We never really had a choice
    No, it don't mean all that much to us, boy
    We never really had a choice, we're conscience killers
    Don't want no conscience at all