歌曲 | Dignity and Shame |
歌手 | Crooked Fingers |
专辑 | Dignity and Shame |
作曲 : Bachmann | |
Cover me in mud and leaves | |
I won't be the one to fail you | |
I'm a thousand gargoyles standing by your window | |
To be sure there ain't no cure | |
There could be no one to save you | |
When the bad boys come to do you in again | |
So when they tell you things that you don't want to know | |
Or take you back to places you don't want to go | |
You've got to bury that knife | |
Keep your face in the light | |
Because there's one thing that they cannot do | |
Is take from you what you keep in mud and leaves | |
And if you walk, walk away, save yourself, you've got something to lose | |
And if you give what they take, you can bet they will take it from you | |
You're not the same as the day that you came | |
You can choose dignity or shame | |
You've got to bury your bones where you want in the ground | |
Where they will not be found by the leeches you're keeping alive | |
There's a man in your hand | |
And he's got nothing good to sell you | |
And he's smashing a violin against your bed | |
To be sure there ain't no cure | |
He comes creeping back to beg you | |
As thousand gargoyles crash into his head | |
And then that feeling comes you've been here once before | |
That wicked feeling you don't want to feel no more | |
You've got to bury that knife | |
That you keep stuck in your side | |
Before they dig that knife into you | |
And break into what you keep out of their reach | |
And if you walk, walk away, save yourself, you've got nothing to prove | |
And if you give what they take, you can bet they will take it from you | |
You're not the same as the day that you came | |
You can choose dignity or shame | |
You've got to carry your heart like a torch in the night | |
Little keeper of light burning deep, burning bright in the dark |
zuò qǔ : Bachmann | |
Cover me in mud and leaves | |
I won' t be the one to fail you | |
I' m a thousand gargoyles standing by your window | |
To be sure there ain' t no cure | |
There could be no one to save you | |
When the bad boys come to do you in again | |
So when they tell you things that you don' t want to know | |
Or take you back to places you don' t want to go | |
You' ve got to bury that knife | |
Keep your face in the light | |
Because there' s one thing that they cannot do | |
Is take from you what you keep in mud and leaves | |
And if you walk, walk away, save yourself, you' ve got something to lose | |
And if you give what they take, you can bet they will take it from you | |
You' re not the same as the day that you came | |
You can choose dignity or shame | |
You' ve got to bury your bones where you want in the ground | |
Where they will not be found by the leeches you' re keeping alive | |
There' s a man in your hand | |
And he' s got nothing good to sell you | |
And he' s smashing a violin against your bed | |
To be sure there ain' t no cure | |
He comes creeping back to beg you | |
As thousand gargoyles crash into his head | |
And then that feeling comes you' ve been here once before | |
That wicked feeling you don' t want to feel no more | |
You' ve got to bury that knife | |
That you keep stuck in your side | |
Before they dig that knife into you | |
And break into what you keep out of their reach | |
And if you walk, walk away, save yourself, you' ve got nothing to prove | |
And if you give what they take, you can bet they will take it from you | |
You' re not the same as the day that you came | |
You can choose dignity or shame | |
You' ve got to carry your heart like a torch in the night | |
Little keeper of light burning deep, burning bright in the dark |