歌曲 | Volume 4 |
歌手 | Rollins Band |
专辑 | Weight |
作曲 : Rollins Band | |
I spend time, searching my mind, walking blindly | |
I'm a live but | |
I don't know why my thoughts threat me | |
Paranoia, fear and guilt, | |
I hope I don't explode | |
I'm a bomb that ya can't diffuse,a gun that ya can't unload.. | |
I don't listen, | |
I don't know, man: | |
I don't care! | |
You're talking 'bout all the hell you've seen... | |
Man: I live there! | |
Talk to me and it goes right through | |
I never heard a word you said.. | |
Save your breath 'coz it's no use: | |
You're talking to the living dead! | |
Ooh..bullet driven eyes...yeah, what can you tell me? | |
Ooh..I'm living in a nightmare, yeah! | |
I'm on the edge, shrinking back from the ledge | |
Looking out my window, down upon my heritage | |
Strip malls, thin walls, people paralyzed beneath the sun | |
Why me, why now? | |
I see the dirty millions and | |
I try to survive somehow... | |
Got no reasons, got no needs | |
I hear gunshots, | |
I hear screams | |
What can you do to me, what can you say? | |
I used to be alive but | |
I threw it all away | |
I used to have problems, | |
I used to live a lie | |
I've seen the sidewalk bleed | |
And I watched the mother cry | |
I used to have a mind, | |
I used to wonder why | |
But now I go from day to day and wait around to die......like he did (4x) |
zuò qǔ : Rollins Band | |
I spend time, searching my mind, walking blindly | |
I' m a live but | |
I don' t know why my thoughts threat me | |
Paranoia, fear and guilt, | |
I hope I don' t explode | |
I' m a bomb that ya can' t diffuse, a gun that ya can' t unload.. | |
I don' t listen, | |
I don' t know, man: | |
I don' t care! | |
You' re talking ' bout all the hell you' ve seen... | |
Man: I live there! | |
Talk to me and it goes right through | |
I never heard a word you said.. | |
Save your breath ' coz it' s no use: | |
You' re talking to the living dead! | |
Ooh.. bullet driven eyes... yeah, what can you tell me? | |
Ooh.. I' m living in a nightmare, yeah! | |
I' m on the edge, shrinking back from the ledge | |
Looking out my window, down upon my heritage | |
Strip malls, thin walls, people paralyzed beneath the sun | |
Why me, why now? | |
I see the dirty millions and | |
I try to survive somehow... | |
Got no reasons, got no needs | |
I hear gunshots, | |
I hear screams | |
What can you do to me, what can you say? | |
I used to be alive but | |
I threw it all away | |
I used to have problems, | |
I used to live a lie | |
I' ve seen the sidewalk bleed | |
And I watched the mother cry | |
I used to have a mind, | |
I used to wonder why | |
But now I go from day to day and wait around to die...... like he did 4x |