| 歌曲 | Surly Demise |
| 歌手 | Shannon Wright |
| 专辑 | Dyed in the Wool |
| 作词 : Wright | |
| This state it cannot be sound | |
| For seeing through | |
| The day with fresh eyes | |
| Try to lick these bits | |
| Back into place | |
| These tanks bore there wintry weight | |
| To wake to these scraps of morn | |
| It bears a stone | |
| And that’s what i’ve become | |
| These legs are built upon a surly demise | |
| We all reach for a hand in which we will guide | |
| Let’s sit quiet and we shall not stir | |
| Your mouth is fragrant | |
| And lassoing this room | |
| And never is too long to date | |
| Your crusty petals are prying away | |
| Pails of cheer have become stains |
| zuò cí : Wright | |
| This state it cannot be sound | |
| For seeing through | |
| The day with fresh eyes | |
| Try to lick these bits | |
| Back into place | |
| These tanks bore there wintry weight | |
| To wake to these scraps of morn | |
| It bears a stone | |
| And that' s what i' ve become | |
| These legs are built upon a surly demise | |
| We all reach for a hand in which we will guide | |
| Let' s sit quiet and we shall not stir | |
| Your mouth is fragrant | |
| And lassoing this room | |
| And never is too long to date | |
| Your crusty petals are prying away | |
| Pails of cheer have become stains |