| 歌曲 | The Urge |
| 歌手 | Nonsense |
| 专辑 | Away from Black Days |
| 作词 : Olivier Sicaud/Sebastien Biola | |
| 作曲 : Nonsense | |
| Living from day to day on the edge, most of the details cannot be seen from here. | |
| Unwavering stare, I keep an eye on my own death. // | |
| Always on the run, feeling the weight of a loaded gun on my head. | |
| It shreds my nerves. | |
| Erase the pain and blow me away! // | |
| Belong to them forever. | |
| Prisoner without chains, fatality / brutality / shame, crushed by tyrants with nothing to claim. // | |
| Oh my lords, determine my fate. Bring it on! Bring it… bring it on! Finish me! // | |
| [They spy on me, control every breath. They never even know my name. I’m collapsing under the burden.] | |
| The disaster is just invisible from where you stand. | |
| Works are turning, digging deep down inside the hole of our ruin… This is just our destiny! // | |
| Make me sick’til i cannot move. You knock me down to lie on a stretcher. | |
| Now i sooth my consciousness by throwing up the guilt i bear. // | |
| Disinclination for my own weakness. Pure affliction. // | |
| Silence breaks me down. Existence is my sentence. | |
| Force fed, exhausted. But it’s not up to me to die. // | |
| They spy on me, control every breath. They never know my name. I collapsing under the burden. // | |
| Anxiety, frustration. Escape the feeling. It’s never over. |
| zuò cí : Olivier Sicaud Sebastien Biola | |
| zuò qǔ : Nonsense | |
| Living from day to day on the edge, most of the details cannot be seen from here. | |
| Unwavering stare, I keep an eye on my own death. | |
| Always on the run, feeling the weight of a loaded gun on my head. | |
| It shreds my nerves. | |
| Erase the pain and blow me away! | |
| Belong to them forever. | |
| Prisoner without chains, fatality brutality shame, crushed by tyrants with nothing to claim. | |
| Oh my lords, determine my fate. Bring it on! Bring it bring it on! Finish me! | |
| They spy on me, control every breath. They never even know my name. I' m collapsing under the burden. | |
| The disaster is just invisible from where you stand. | |
| Works are turning, digging deep down inside the hole of our ruin This is just our destiny! | |
| Make me sick' til i cannot move. You knock me down to lie on a stretcher. | |
| Now i sooth my consciousness by throwing up the guilt i bear. | |
| Disinclination for my own weakness. Pure affliction. | |
| Silence breaks me down. Existence is my sentence. | |
| Force fed, exhausted. But it' s not up to me to die. | |
| They spy on me, control every breath. They never know my name. I collapsing under the burden. | |
| Anxiety, frustration. Escape the feeling. It' s never over. |