Altruist 歌词

	作词 : 佘晨扬
	作曲 : Psychopress
	Ridiculed devotion – like a fool, the guilt's fueled.
	The vilest conspiracy, I recall and withdraw...
	My wishful thinking is the root of it all.
	Intimidated and disintegrated...
	I would compare you to a swarm of scavenging ants, foraging for pain.
	When you are through, what will remain?
	Scoffing at my vows as you sabotage the truth you pursued.
	I have realised and reviewed that indeed this is nothing new.
	Listen to this lament, the fait accompli:
	Those pretentious lies left me with nothing but woe.
	Should I give in to the struggle, for I know though my melancholy has me nearly destroyed, rumour has it that my claim is a mere decoy?
	I traced the trajectory, an endeavour to find the source of my cloying sentiment, yet its complexity has consumed me.
	Two roads diverge ahead. I choose one that I dread, while I say I'm misled.
	I would compare you to a swarm of scavenging ants, foraging for pain.
	When you are through, what will remain?
	Scoffing at my vows as you sabotage the truth you pursued.
	I have realised and reviewed that indeed this is nothing new.

	zuo ci : she chen yang
	zuo qu : Psychopress
	Ridiculed devotion like a fool, the guilt' s fueled.
	The vilest conspiracy, I recall and withdraw...
	My wishful thinking is the root of it all.
	Intimidated and disintegrated...
	I would compare you to a swarm of scavenging ants, foraging for pain.
	When you are through, what will remain?
	Scoffing at my vows as you sabotage the truth you pursued.
	I have realised and reviewed that indeed this is nothing new.
	Listen to this lament, the fait accompli:
	Those pretentious lies left me with nothing but woe.
	Should I give in to the struggle, for I know though my melancholy has me nearly destroyed, rumour has it that my claim is a mere decoy?
	I traced the trajectory, an endeavour to find the source of my cloying sentiment, yet its complexity has consumed me.
	Two roads diverge ahead. I choose one that I dread, while I say I' m misled.
	I would compare you to a swarm of scavenging ants, foraging for pain.
	When you are through, what will remain?
	Scoffing at my vows as you sabotage the truth you pursued.
	I have realised and reviewed that indeed this is nothing new.

	zuò cí : shé chén yáng
	zuò qǔ : Psychopress
	Ridiculed devotion like a fool, the guilt' s fueled.
	The vilest conspiracy, I recall and withdraw...
	My wishful thinking is the root of it all.
	Intimidated and disintegrated...
	I would compare you to a swarm of scavenging ants, foraging for pain.
	When you are through, what will remain?
	Scoffing at my vows as you sabotage the truth you pursued.
	I have realised and reviewed that indeed this is nothing new.
	Listen to this lament, the fait accompli:
	Those pretentious lies left me with nothing but woe.
	Should I give in to the struggle, for I know though my melancholy has me nearly destroyed, rumour has it that my claim is a mere decoy?
	I traced the trajectory, an endeavour to find the source of my cloying sentiment, yet its complexity has consumed me.
	Two roads diverge ahead. I choose one that I dread, while I say I' m misled.
	I would compare you to a swarm of scavenging ants, foraging for pain.
	When you are through, what will remain?
	Scoffing at my vows as you sabotage the truth you pursued.
	I have realised and reviewed that indeed this is nothing new.

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