笨小笨Insults歌词由the Traders演唱，出自专辑《Insults》，下面是《Insults》完整版歌词！
Insults歌词完整版
It's all in your head. Those thoughts are better left unsaid.
A better way to blame the confusion, a good escape from motivation.
Make place for the certainty coming. No space for needed rest,
A soft way to enjoy me hurting, and say "who could have guessed?"
Just asking for a little chance, when insult is all you know, you'll have to let me go.
A cold barricade around each side of our lonely bed.
A faster way to avoid a reflection, to hide and deny the adoration.
A sad face to forbid me from hoping for just a little white flag at best.
Continue to scratch deeper the feeling, like a stab wound in the chest.
Just asking for a little chance, when insult is all you know, you'll have to let me go.
