歌曲 | The Jitters |
歌手 | The Dismemberment Plan |
专辑 | Emergency & I |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Dismemberment Plan | |
No one means what they say | |
And you can tell as clear as deep-sea fish | |
All internal organs and glowing eyes | |
I’ve been good, | |
I’ve been busy | |
I’ve realized my friend’s true intentions | |
Cut all ties | |
I’ve been doing ten thousand pushups a day | |
Plastic cube filled with pus that sits atop my supervisor’s desk | |
The feeling of ice on the inside of a wrist | |
Always tired, need a nap | |
I have to make myself brush my teeth | |
I’ve made a list of everything | |
I’ve ever owned | |
When the days bring nothing new | |
And the sound of laughter makes you sick | |
And snide | |
You know you’ve got the jitters | |
Nothing’s wrong, | |
I’m just fine | |
I’ve realized | |
I just don’t like jokes | |
I’m thinking of moving | |
I can’t call anyone back | |
You can tell every time they lean away | |
When you just want to talk | |
You couldn’t buy their interest now | |
Stolen cars in a heap | |
A naked body on the neighbor’s yard | |
When they let you down on cue | |
When you give up way before you even try | |
You know you’ve got | |
You’ve got the jitters | |
They glows as they near | |
Then disappear | |
Like highway signs on a starless night | |
And it’s so hard to tell who’s being fled | |
And who’s in flight |
zuo qu : Dismemberment Plan | |
No one means what they say | |
And you can tell as clear as deepsea fish | |
All internal organs and glowing eyes | |
I' ve been good, | |
I' ve been busy | |
I' ve realized my friend' s true intentions | |
Cut all ties | |
I' ve been doing ten thousand pushups a day | |
Plastic cube filled with pus that sits atop my supervisor' s desk | |
The feeling of ice on the inside of a wrist | |
Always tired, need a nap | |
I have to make myself brush my teeth | |
I' ve made a list of everything | |
I' ve ever owned | |
When the days bring nothing new | |
And the sound of laughter makes you sick | |
And snide | |
You know you' ve got the jitters | |
Nothing' s wrong, | |
I' m just fine | |
I' ve realized | |
I just don' t like jokes | |
I' m thinking of moving | |
I can' t call anyone back | |
You can tell every time they lean away | |
When you just want to talk | |
You couldn' t buy their interest now | |
Stolen cars in a heap | |
A naked body on the neighbor' s yard | |
When they let you down on cue | |
When you give up way before you even try | |
You know you' ve got | |
You' ve got the jitters | |
They glows as they near | |
Then disappear | |
Like highway signs on a starless night | |
And it' s so hard to tell who' s being fled | |
And who' s in flight |
zuò qǔ : Dismemberment Plan | |
No one means what they say | |
And you can tell as clear as deepsea fish | |
All internal organs and glowing eyes | |
I' ve been good, | |
I' ve been busy | |
I' ve realized my friend' s true intentions | |
Cut all ties | |
I' ve been doing ten thousand pushups a day | |
Plastic cube filled with pus that sits atop my supervisor' s desk | |
The feeling of ice on the inside of a wrist | |
Always tired, need a nap | |
I have to make myself brush my teeth | |
I' ve made a list of everything | |
I' ve ever owned | |
When the days bring nothing new | |
And the sound of laughter makes you sick | |
And snide | |
You know you' ve got the jitters | |
Nothing' s wrong, | |
I' m just fine | |
I' ve realized | |
I just don' t like jokes | |
I' m thinking of moving | |
I can' t call anyone back | |
You can tell every time they lean away | |
When you just want to talk | |
You couldn' t buy their interest now | |
Stolen cars in a heap | |
A naked body on the neighbor' s yard | |
When they let you down on cue | |
When you give up way before you even try | |
You know you' ve got | |
You' ve got the jitters | |
They glows as they near | |
Then disappear | |
Like highway signs on a starless night | |
And it' s so hard to tell who' s being fled | |
And who' s in flight |