My Orphanage 歌词

	作曲 : Creager
	I have been held in this orphanage for longer than my years.
	I am made to eat this horrid porridge.
	They box me on the ears.
	How often
	I vow to flee, to go.
	But this is the only home
	I know. My stammered speech, my one suitcase,
	My Orphanage,
	My hateful place.
	Like that case, this place
	I carry Inside of me.
	It's not so very heavy for a stocky child.
	They said my mama's loose.
	They said she was wild.
	Though I never knew or saw that woman sent with me this fatal flaw.
	My strange and puffy moon-like face,
	My Orphanage,
	My hateful place.
	My stringy hair, my lack of grace,
	My Orphanage,
	My hateful place.
	I could have been lucky like them
	Happy families
	Look in my
	Dark, rotted heardened heart and you will see:
	The downcast glance, the empty embrace
	Of my orphanage,
	My hateful place.
	I'm an evil thing.
	I am way full of something
	That was left by the side of the road.
	I am chipped, curly-lipped.
	Never any kindness was shown.
	No one else is here,
	My Orphanage,
	My Dear. It's in me.
	It's a part.
	My Orphanage,
	My Heart.

	zuo qu : Creager
	I have been held in this orphanage for longer than my years.
	I am made to eat this horrid porridge.
	They box me on the ears.
	How often
	I vow to flee, to go.
	But this is the only home
	I know. My stammered speech, my one suitcase,
	My Orphanage,
	My hateful place.
	Like that case, this place
	I carry Inside of me.
	It' s not so very heavy for a stocky child.
	They said my mama' s loose.
	They said she was wild.
	Though I never knew or saw that woman sent with me this fatal flaw.
	My strange and puffy moonlike face,
	My Orphanage,
	My hateful place.
	My stringy hair, my lack of grace,
	My Orphanage,
	My hateful place.
	I could have been lucky like them
	Happy families
	Look in my
	Dark, rotted heardened heart and you will see:
	The downcast glance, the empty embrace
	Of my orphanage,
	My hateful place.
	I' m an evil thing.
	I am way full of something
	That was left by the side of the road.
	I am chipped, curlylipped.
	Never any kindness was shown.
	No one else is here,
	My Orphanage,
	My Dear. It' s in me.
	It' s a part.
	My Orphanage,
	My Heart.

	zuò qǔ : Creager
	I have been held in this orphanage for longer than my years.
	I am made to eat this horrid porridge.
	They box me on the ears.
	How often
	I vow to flee, to go.
	But this is the only home
	I know. My stammered speech, my one suitcase,
	My Orphanage,
	My hateful place.
	Like that case, this place
	I carry Inside of me.
	It' s not so very heavy for a stocky child.
	They said my mama' s loose.
	They said she was wild.
	Though I never knew or saw that woman sent with me this fatal flaw.
	My strange and puffy moonlike face,
	My Orphanage,
	My hateful place.
	My stringy hair, my lack of grace,
	My Orphanage,
	My hateful place.
	I could have been lucky like them
	Happy families
	Look in my
	Dark, rotted heardened heart and you will see:
	The downcast glance, the empty embrace
	Of my orphanage,
	My hateful place.
	I' m an evil thing.
	I am way full of something
	That was left by the side of the road.
	I am chipped, curlylipped.
	Never any kindness was shown.
	No one else is here,
	My Orphanage,
	My Dear. It' s in me.
	It' s a part.
	My Orphanage,
	My Heart.

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