Nightmare
 作词 : Ashley Frangipane/Benjamin Levin/Magnus Hoiberg/Nathan Perez/Trevor Horn/Martin Kierszenbaum/Sergio Galoyan/Elena Kiper/Ivan Nikolaevich Shapovalov
 作曲 : Ashley Frangipane/Benjamin Levin/Magnus Hoiberg/Nathan Perez/Trevor Horn/Martin Kierszenbaum/Sergio Galoyan/Elena Kiper/Valerij Valentinovich Polienko/Ivan Nikolaevich Shapovalov
 Now I lay me down to sleep
 I pray the Lord my soul to keep
 If I shall die before I wake
 I pray the Lord my soul to take

 I, I keep a record of the wreckage in my life
 I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
 They talk shit, 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 trusted men
 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 little lady, give us a smile
 No, I ain't got nothing to smile about
 I got no one to smile for, I've waited a while for
 A moment to say "I don't owe you a Goddamn thing"

 I, I keep a record of the wreckage in my life
 I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
 They talk shit, but I love it every time
 And I realize

 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
 Letting a man 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 little lady, give us a smile
 No, I ain't got nothing to smile about
 I got no one to smile for, I've waited a while for
 A moment to say "I don't owe you a Goddamn thing"

 I, I keep a record of the wreckage in my life
 I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
 They talk shit, but I love it every time
 And I realize

 I, I keep a record of the wreckage in my life
 I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
 They talk shit, but I love it every time
 And I realize

 Someone like me can be a real nightmare, completely aware
 But I'd rather be a real nightmare than die unaware, yes
 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 in my life
 I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
 They talk shit, but I love it every time
 And I realize

 I, I keep a record of the wreckage in my life
 I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
 They talk shit, 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